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My Ex-husband's Late Regret 118
“ Answer me, Is it until I plant my baby inside you before you finally believe that I love you?” he said, his voice low, almost rough with frustration. Aria’s breath hitched.Her heart didn’t just skip, it lurched painfully, his words had reached the depth of her heart. “You...you have no idea how scared I am to lose you,” she whispered, her voice trembling despite her effort to steady it. Her fingers curled slightly against his shirt, like she needed something to hold onto. “Do you even know what it felt like there? Not knowing if I’d see you again...not knowing if you were still mine...” Ethan’s expression broke completely. His hand came up slowly, cupping her cheek like she was something fragile, something he had almost lost. “I was losing my mind,” he admitted quietly, his thumb brushing under her eye. “Every second you weren’t with me...every second I couldn’t hear your voice...couldn’t touch you...couldn’t look into your eyes…” He let out a shaky breath. “It felt like s
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They stepped out of the station together, the tension trailing them like a shadow that refused to loosen its grip. Ethan’s hand wrapped tightly around Aria’s own, his grip firm, almost possessive, like if he let go for even a second, she would disappear again. His thumb brushed against her knuckles unconsciously, a silent reassurance more for himself than for her. Behind them, Devi walked with a calm posture, her jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might snap. The fire in her eyes hadn’t dimmed one bit since the scene inside, instead, it burned brighter now. Mr. Sharma, a few steps away, kept glancing at her, his expression unreadable, part concern, part calculation, part something else no one could quite place. When they finally reached Ethan’s car, he let go of Aria’s hand only long enough to rush ahead and open the passenger door for her. “Get in my love,” he murmured softly. Aria didn’t argue. She slid into the seat, exhaustion written all over her face, her movements
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“Please, just drop the gun,” Ethan said, his voice low. “We’ve already got what we came for. Let’s leave. There’s no need to escalate this any further.” But Devi didn’t move. Her arm remained extended, unwavering, the pistol still aimed directly at the officer. Her eyes were sharp, blazing with restrained fury and her gaze never left his face, as though she could see through him, strip away every lie he had tried to hide behind procedure and authority. “You think this is over?” she said coldly, her voice filled with disbelief. “You think I’m just going to walk away after everything he’s done? After the way they dragged her in here like she’s some criminal?” “Devi,” Ethan tried again, a little more force behind his tone this time. “We’ll deal with that. Not like this.” “Not like this? What's going on with you?” she echoed, her lips curling slightly. “Then how, Ethan? By sitting in this stupid man's office and having polite conversations while they forge evidence and manipulat
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Third Person’s POV Ethan entered the station like a man carrying a storm beneath his skin, restrained only by discipline and purpose. The glass doors slid shut behind him with a soft hiss, but the sound seemed louder than it should have been, echoing faintly in the controlled coldness of the building. Inside, everything was orderly predictable. Officers moved about with practised efficiency, voices kept low, footsteps measured. Papers shuffled, phones rang, keyboards clicked. It was a world built on procedure, on authority. Ethan’s gaze was dark, fixed straight ahead, his expression carved from something harder than anger, his jaw flexed subtly as he approached the reception desk, every step deliberate. The receptionist looked up. “Good morning, sir,” she said carefully. “Good morning,” he replied, his tone polite but devoid of warmth. “I’d like to see your superior officer. Immediately.” The receptionist nodded quickly. “Of course, sir. Right away.” Within seconds,
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Aria: I shut my eyes tightly, as though darkness might offer me mercy. For a second, I allowed myself to believe it had all been a nightmare, that when I opened them again, the cold iron bars would be gone, and I would be walking out of the cell freely. But when my lashes fluttered open, nothing had changed. No officer had come. No keys had rattled. No gate had creaked open to grant me freedom. I was still here, trapped within the same suffocating cell, the same oppressive silence wrapping around me like a noose. And worst of all, I was not alone. Madden is with me, this bastard that doesn't want to leave because of his life. The very sight of him sitting there, so at ease in a place that felt like it was slowly choking the life out of me, made something sharp twist inside my chest. He leaned lazily against the wall, his posture far too relaxed for a man behind bars, as though he belonged here or perhaps as though the world outside these walls was no better than this. “The
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Ethan:My lips parted slightly as I stared at her, Genevieve or Priyanka. Whoever she might be because I don't understand. I dragged my tongue across my lower lip, buying myself a second to think, to steady the chaos rising inside my head. What the hell is this? Is she playing me? Twisting things just to throw me off balance? Or is Lucien the one pulling strings from the shadows? He was the one who pushed Devi to investigate Priyanka in the first place. Something wasn’t adding up. Honestly, nothing was adding up. But one thing I knew for sure, I couldn’t let her see that I was confused, she might be watching my every move, waiting for a slip. But fine, if she wanted to play this game, I’d play along. “I thought you were Genevieve,” I said, forcing a small, almost embarrassed smile onto my face. “Guess you just look like her. Sorry about that.” Her expression softened instantly, as if relief washed over her. Then, before I could react, she stepped forward and wrapped her arm
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For a moment, I couldn’t even breathe. And suddenly, his old words echoed loudly in my mind. “If I ever kneel to anyone, then that person would have to be as important to me as my God.” My heart pounded violently. I stared at him in stunned silence. For a moment, I thought my eyes were pl
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I held his hands but he removed his hands slowly away from mine, the warmth of his touch fading, leaving my fingers cold. “You don’t trust me?” he asked quietly. His voice wasn’t angry. It was soft and calm. A sad smile tugged at my lips as tears gathered in my eyes. I lifted my hands and gen
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“Aria…” Her name slipped out of my mouth barely a whisper, I checked the caller ID again, it was an unknown number. My fingers trembled around the phone,my heart pounding so hard. Her cruel, venomous laugh came through the phone. “How does it feel,” she asked, every word dripping with sarcasm,
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Ethan’s POV “I… loved you, Lucien.” she murmured again, her voice was barely audible. I didn’t react, I just stared at her, the way her lips trembled when she said his name, how her fingers clenched weakly into the fabric of my shirt, as if she needed something solid to hold her together, the w
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