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Chapter 34: Cracks in the Quiet
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Dating My Husband's Billionaire Boss: His Regret Chapter 34: Cracks in the Quiet
Aria’s POVFifteen minutes.That’s how long I sat there....knees drawn up, sheet clutched like a shield...staring at the closed door while the coffee turned completely cold and the rose dropped one petal onto the tray.Fifteen minutes of silence that wasn’t silence at all.I could hear them.Not clearly, but muffled through walls and doors...but enough to make my blood boil.Ethan’s low, steady voice: “Deep breaths… that’s it… tell me where it hurts most.”Sophia’s soft, broken replies: “Here… and here… it’s worse today… I’m scared, Ethan…”A rustle of fabric. A quiet gasp. The creak of the bedframe as someone sat.Then his voice again, gentler than I wanted to hear: “I’m right here. You’re not alone.”My stomach twisted.I knew that tone too well, I’d heard it last night when he carried her away. I’d heard it in the dark when he held me after we fought. It was the same voice he used when he meant every word.I pressed my palms to my eyes until spots danced behind my lids.He’d
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Dating My Husband's Billionaire Boss: His Regret Chapter 30: His Ex's Fake Tears
Aria’s POVThe words were right there.Balanced on the edge of my tongue—sharp enough to draw blood, precise enough to end everything Sophia has been planning.It would take is one sentence and one revelation. The proof sat heavy in my purse downstairs, medical reports that would rip the mask off Sophia’s face and expose her sickness for what it really was: a lie carefully rehearsed and endlessly rewarded.I opened my mouth.And then she broke instantly, clutching her body like someone spilled hot water on her.Sophia’s body went slack in Ethan’s arms, her face crumpling as if something inside her had finally shattered. A sob tore out of her chest—raw, ugly, desperate. She clutched at her side, folding into herself, fingers digging into his jacket like she was holding on to the last thing keeping her upright.“It hurts,” she cried, voice trembling violently. “Ethan… it hurts so much...My body hurts so badly. I—I’m sorry. I didn’t want to ruin tonight. I just wanted you to be happy.”T
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Aria’s POVMy heart had been racing long before the low rumble of his car finally broke the silence outside.I stood on the upstairs balcony, fingers smoothing the edge of the crisp white tablecloth for the third time, even though it didn’t need it. "Oh gosh, I hope he loves this." I said anxiously, I wanted to do something nice for him, I had prepared a golden watch that I neatly placed on the decorated table, along with tasty meals that I had the best chefs-Le Romanas, you need to book them weeks to months before, but them being my grandparents personal chefs, they could never refuse my request. Fairy lights glowed softly along the railing, casting warm halos against the dark. Candles flickered in their glass holders, flames bending with the night breeze, and the rich scent of grilled steak and rosemary lingered in the air—comforting, hopeful.Everything was ready. Thought through. Carefully planned.Too carefully, maybe.I exhaled slowly, pressing a hand to my chest as the engine
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