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The Other Woman’s Victory

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He kissed her forehead. "You'll never have to find out."

They spent the rest of the morning making plans.

They would go to a charity gala next week. Together and in public. They would let the photographers take their pictures, then they would let the tabloids speculate. And then, once the story had built up enough momentum, Kier would confirm that he and Celestine were divorcing and that he and Sable were expecting a child.

It was perfect and a clean plan.

Sable suggested they should wait a few
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    CELESTINE'S POV: ​She wrapped her arms around my waist in a quick, warm hug, and I held her tight. ​"I am just so happy for Isabelle," she murmured. "She has been through so much, and she really deserves all of this joy." ​"She does," I agreed quietly. "She truly does." ​Word of the new arrival spread like wildfire through the city. ​That was hardly a surprise to any of us. The birth of a new member of the Ashcroft, Valancourt, and Varek families was the kind of major event that the media chased relentlessly. Three of the most powerful families in the entire world were now tied together by blood. Three legendary names were joined together in one tiny, peaceful baby girl. ​Within hours, the front of the hospital was completely surrounded by buzzing reporters and camera crews. Flashbulbs went off continuously, and microphones were shoved toward anyone who dared walk through the main entrance. Hospital security had to be doubled to keep the lobby clear, and the poor hospital admini

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   The Little Heiress

    ​CELESTINE'S POV:​The hospital room was already bustling when we finally arrived down the hall.​I had barely stepped through the open door before I saw them all gathered together. Isabelle sat up in the hospital bed, looking wonderfully exhausted and Damon stood right beside her, keeping one arm wrapped around her shoulders while his deep brown eyes stayed completely fixed on the tiny bundle resting in her arms. Athena and Maxwell stood near the wide window, their faces lit up with immense pride. Hope held her camera ready, snapping quick photos of every precious second. In the corner, Leo and Lucas were already back to their quiet, familiar bickering.​And then there was the baby. The tiny, perfect little soul who had changed everything.​I felt hot tears prick the corners of my eyes right away. I did not bother trying to hold them back.​"She is here," I whispered, barely believing it.​Lysander gently took my hand in his, his gray eyes shining with emotion.​"She is here," he sai

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   A Mother's Daughter, A Grandmother's Joy

    ​MAXWELL'S POV:​I watched my wonderful wife hold our new granddaughter, and I felt a profound shift happen deep inside my chest.​I had been a father for more than two decades now. I had raised three incredible children, watched them stumble, taught them how to stand back up, and seen them grow into strong adults and one has found her true love and built her own lives on her own. I honestly thought I had already felt every possible emotion that came along with being a parent.​I was completely wrong. This was entirely new territory. This was a brand new chapter of my life.​My thoughts drifted back to my own father, August Valancourt. The man who had built our family empire from nothing at all. The man who had taught me every single thing I knew about business, honor, and loyalty. The man who had loved me unconditionally, even when I made foolish mistakes, even when I disappointed him, and even when I failed to be the exact son he hoped for.​I remembered the exact day Isabelle was b

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   Our First Granddaughter

    ​MAXWELL'S POV:​The phone call came right at six in the morning, cutting through the quiet stillness of the early hours.​I was already wide awake, sitting at the kitchen table with a hot cup of black coffee, watching the golden sun slowly rise over the blooming gardens at Valancourt House. Upstairs, Athena was still fast asleep, curled up peacefully in our bed, her soft brown hair spread softly across the pillow. I had barely slept a wink all night. Truth be told, I never slept much when I was waiting for something this important.​And I had been waiting for this exact news for many long months.​My phone suddenly buzzed on the smooth kitchen counter, vibrating loudly against the stone. I picked it up right away and Isabelle's name flashed brightly on the screen.​"Dad," she said the moment I answered. Her voice sounded worn out and thoroughly exhausted. But underneath the fatigue, there was a bright spark of something else entirely. Something that made my heart skip a beat and stan

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   A Father's Promise

    ISABELLE'S POV:​The contractions came faster and harder. Each one was a wave of pain that crashed over me, leaving me breathless and shaking. Damon was beside me the entire time, holding my hand, wiping my forehead with a cool cloth, and whispering words of encouragement into my ear.​"You are doing amazing," he said, smoothing my hair back. "You are so strong. You are so brave."​"I am not brave," I gasped out. "I am in pain."​"You are brave and in pain. Those things are not mutually exclusive."​I would have smiled if I had the energy left. But I did not. I just squeezed his hand tighter and rode out another wave of pain.​The hours passed by slowly.​I did not know how many hours had gone by. I lost track of time somewhere between the third and fourth hour. The world shrank down to just the room, to the hospital bed, to the intense pain, and to Damon's warm hand in mine.​I thought about my mother. She had done this exact thing. She had brought me into the world, had endured this

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   The Little Life I Carried

    ​ISABELLE'S POV:Some Months Later…​The pain I started to feel started in the middle of the night.​I woke up to a sharp, twisting sensation in my lower back, a pain that radiated through my entire body and left me gasping for air. I lay there for a moment, my hand pressed against my swollen belly, trying to figure out what was happening. I had been having practice contractions for weeks now which was the type that were uncomfortable but not painful, it was as if my body was getting ready for the real thing.​But this was different and ​I reached over and shook Damon's shoulder hard that I nearly punched him.​"Damon," I whispered, my voice shaking. "Damon, wake up."​He was awake in an instant. He had always been a light sleeper, a habit from his old military days that he had never been able to shake. He sat up, his dark eyes alert, his hand already reaching for the lamp on the nightstand.​"What is wrong?" he asked, his voice tight with sudden worry. "Are you okay?"​"I think... I

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   The Breaking of a Narcissist

    KIER'S POV:I pour myself a drink and I sit in the dark and I wait for her to come back.She always comes back.But she does not come back.A week passes. Then another. The penthouse stays empty. My calls go straight to voicemail. My texts go unanswered. I send messages through her email, through s

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   Sorry, I Wasn't There

    She watched from the window as her father walked out to greet him.August Valancourt shook Lysander's hand with both of his, the way he did with people he truly respected, and he said something that made Lysander nod solemnly. Then her mother appeared, and Isabelle kissed Lysander on both cheeks, t

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   More Than He Knew

    Celestine started cooking at three in the afternoon, flour on her hands, music playing low from her phone and the smell of tomatoes and garlic filling the whole penthouse.She made the sauce from scratch, the way her grandmother taught her when she was maybe ten years old. She rolled out the pasta

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   Another Woman’s Baby

    The first time Kier met Sable Morwenna was at a charity gala about six months after his father died.He was standing by the bar, looking miserable, drinking too much and wishing he could leave. And then this woman just appeared next to him, like she had materialized out of thin air."You look like

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