Ex-husband Last Regret

CHAPTER ONE “Vivian, the pregnancy is ectopic. We need to perform surgery immediately.” My face turned pale. I had anticipated this outcome, but I still held onto a glimmer of hope. The doctor’s diagnosis shattered my last remaining hope. A dull ache spread through my chest, making it hard to breathe. After a moment of contemplation, I sent a tentative message to DominicBlackwood: What if we have a child? He replied with just three words: You think you qualify? With red-rimmed eyes, I forced a smile. Even if the baby were healthy, he would never allow me to keep it. “Let’s do it now,” I said, my voice steady. “I must inform you that due to the location of the pregnancy, we will need to remove part of your fallopian tube…” My mind buzzed, making it hard for me to catch the rest of the doctor’s words. I knew better than anyone that removing the fallopian tube meant it would be difficult for me to conceive in the future. It was as if my chance to become a mother was being stri

I took a deep breath, trying to suppress my emotions, and turned to smile at Scarlett Hayes. “Scarlett, long time no see.”Scarlett Hayes sauntered over gracefully. “Vivian, you don’t seem to be doing too well. This door is wide enough for even a dog to get through. You’ve been married to Dominic for three years, yet you still can’t get in?”I chuckled lightly. “What can I say? Some people just have a low opinion of others. Not everyone can treat people with respect.”Scarlett picked up on the underlying jab and smirked. “Vivian, I didn’t expect you to be so different from the Samantha I used to know. You’ve really surprised me.”“Likewise, you’re not as thin-skinned as before. Knowing full well that Dominic Blackwood is a married man, you still throw yourself at him,” I shot back.Scarlett wasn’t offended; instead, she raised the thermos in her hand. “Dominic has been busy since yesterday and probably hasn’t eaten. I made him some lotus root and pork rib soup. If you have something t

Dominic povThat night, after finishing my work, I returned to Blackwood House just past midnight.In the past, whenever I promised to come home, no matter how late it was, there would always be warm food in the kitchen and lights on in the bedroom. The moment I stepped into the living room, a woman would bend down to hand me my slippers.But now, the living room was empty, and the lights were dim.Her unusual behavior irritated me for some reason, and my mood soured.Ah, it seemed she was staging a silent protest.I was only a little late returning home, and she was throwing a tantrum. Was it really necessary?I hadn’t even brought up her affair with James scott, and after finishing my work, I rushed back to give her face. What more did she want?My growing agitation became unbearable, making my temples throb. I strode toward the bedroom and kicked the door open. "Vivian Carter, get out here!"I gave you face.The bedroom was empty, and I frowned.Hearing the commotion, Margaret Blac

Vivian’s POVIn Dominic Blackwood’s eyes, I used to be nothing more than a stubborn adhesive bandage he couldn’t shake off. Everything I did, he believed, was just to grab his attention.It was my fault. I loved him too humbly. I lowered myself so much that he began to think I was destined to stay by his side for life.I took a deep breath and forced my tone to stay calm. “Dominic Blackwood, I know I was blind and foolish before, always longing for things I couldn’t have. But now I’ve come to my senses. I just want a divorce and to give you your freedom back.”To him, my words sounded like complaints.His thin lips tightened. “Vivian carter, have I been too lenient with you lately, making you forget your duties as Mrs. Blackwood?”I was so infuriated I almost laughed. “Dominic Blackwood, I’m seriously discussing divorce with you, and you think I’m joking?”He shot me a cold glance. “You’d better stop playing hard to get. Even if you’re not tired of the act, I’m exhausted just watching

Vivian Carter ’s POVWhen the call connected, I nearly ground my teeth as I said, "Dominic Blackwood, what do you want from me?"Dominic Blackwood's tone was devoid of any guilt. "You used to handle these things, but now that you've stirred things up, you've messed up my plans. Of course, I've forgotten about it."Implying that it was my job to take care of everything, he blamed me for not being able to find his stomach medicine. This was classic Dominic Blackwood—always pushing the blame onto me, including the fact that I fell in love with him and married him. It seemed everything was my fault.I could barely contain my frustration. "Dominic Blackwood, we're about to get a divorce. You should be getting used to this kind of life!"I wasn't his maid, catering to his every need. Honestly, it would be better if that man just suffered!After hanging up, I immediately blocked Dominic Blackwood on Line and his phone number, wanting some peace and quiet.However, after that chaotic call, I