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Chapter 225: Indecisions
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Regina’s POVI carried the blankets into the play area, shaking my head at how quickly the evening had turned into chaos.Mia and Ivan were already bouncing around the carpet, their laughter echoing against the tall walls.“All right, you two,” I said, forcing a smile even as my chest felt heavy. “If we’re going to be stuck inside because of the storm, we’ll make the best of it.”Mia’s eyes lit up. “A tent?” she asked, already grabbing the edge of a blanket.“Yes, a tent.” I crouched down with them, helping drape the blankets over the chairs and securing them with cushions. Soon enough, we had a makeshift fortress, warm and cozy, with enough room for the two of them to crawl inside.“Daddy, come inside too!” Ivan tugged at Maxwell’s hand, his little voice so full of eagerness.I swallowed. Maxwell looked at me, as if asking permission. I nodded. “Stay with them, please. I’ll… I’ll go make sure your room is ready.”The words felt heavy on my tongue. Every step I took away from the chil
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Regina’s POVI froze the second I heard my brother’s voice.“Threaten who?”I turned around, heart kicking hard against my ribs. Alexander stood there, tall and imposing as ever, his arms crossed, his brows pulled tight. My throat went dry. How much had he heard? How much did he know?Before I could stammer out an explanation, Maxwell stepped in. His voice was steady, calm.“The person who hacked into Phoenix Design Studios,” he said smoothly. “We were talking about whether they were trying to scare Regina’s company. They didn’t steal anything from the records, which makes it feel more like a threat than anything else.”I bit my lip, silently praying Alexander would accept Maxwell’s words and let it drop. My brother had always been sharp, too sharp, but right now, I couldn’t afford him digging deeper.Alexander’s gaze lingered on me a little too long before he finally gave a short nod. “The kids are tired,” he said, his voice softening just slightly. “They wanted to take a nap.”Relie
After I Died, He Truly Panicked Chapter 225: Indecisions
Regina’s POVI locked the door behind me, leaning against it as though the wood could steady me.My chest rose and fell too quickly, like my body hadn’t realized the danger was already over. The cold marble beneath my palms grounded me for a moment, but the sting in my wrist where Frederick had gripped me wouldn’t fade.I turned on the faucet and let the water run until it was icy. I splashed it onto my face once, twice, again and again, until the girl staring back at me in the mirror didn’t look so shaken.I told myself to breathe, told myself to pull it together. I was Regina Veyron, not some trembling child.But it still broke something inside me to think about Frederick. How had we gone from laughter and trust to this. Him pinning me against a wall, demanding answers with fury in his eyes?He’d been my friend, my family. And now… now I wasn’t sure what he was anymore.I dried my face slowly, forcing the tears back, and unlocked the door.When I stepped out, I froze.Maxwell was st
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Maxwell’s POVI didn’t fling Frederick off Regina the second I saw his hand on her wrist. Not because I didn’t want to, hell, the rage that boiled in me was enough to tear him limb from limb, but because I was standing in enemy territory. This was the Veyron estate. Their home. Their rules. My kids were somewhere nearby, and I couldn’t let Mia or Ivan see me lose it.Still, my voice came out low, steady, and dangerous when I told him he was going to lose the hand if he didn’t let Regina go.That did it.The flinch gave him away. He remembered. The hospital parking lot. The way my fist had connected with his jaw like he’d been nothing more than a punching bag.For all his bravado, for all the sneering confidence he had while cornering Regina, he was intimidated now.Slowly, Frederick let her go.Regina pulled her wrist back quickly, her eyes darting to me. She looked shaken, her lips pressed tight, her breath uneven. But she nodded when I asked quietly, “Are you okay?”Her voice was so
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Regina’s POVWhen the bell rang, I almost leapt out of my chair. Relief. That’s what it felt like, a lifeline thrown across a sea of suffocating silence.The tension in the drawing room had grown unbearable. My mother sat with her back impossibly straight, her lips pressed into the kind of polite smile she used for strangers she didn’t trust.My father leaned back in his chair, quiet as ever, but his gaze stayed fixed on Maxwell like a hawk assessing prey.And Maxwell…he sat there, calm, unreadable, though I knew him well enough to recognize the tight coil beneath the surface.And then there was Alexander. My brother had already made a spectacle of himself earlier, accusing Maxwell of setting me up in front of everyone, his voice sharp and heated, as if he had forgotten entirely that the humiliation cut into me most of all.Trust older siblings to never know when to stop, even when they’re trying to protect you.I should have stayed. I knew that. Leaving Maxwell alone with my parents
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Maxwell’s POVI had called it a plan, but in truth, it was more of a gamble.Showing up at the Veyron estate with Ivan in tow wasn’t some masterstroke of strategy, it was instinct. I needed to see them. I needed to measure the people Regina called family, to get a sense of who they were beneath the polished surfaces.And I did.Semi-successful, I’d call it. Because what I learned was simple: they hated me.Not that I blamed them. If I were in their shoes, watching their daughter, their sister, torn apart by a man who was equal parts charm and poison, I would probably hate me too But knowing it and feeling the weight of it pressing into the air of the drawing room were two very different things.In their eyes, I must be the most evil man on this planet, sitting in their drawing after hurting their daughter the way I did.I’m not going to lie, I would hate myself too.They weren’t wrong in their hate.Alexander Veyron wore his feelings like armor.He had the strength of a CEO, no doubt
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