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Author: Minnah
last update publish date: 2025-12-17 23:51:59

Lucien’s POV

I walked inside Volkov's company looking so upset.

My jaw was clenched, my face cold, every step heavy with the weight of everything that had gone wrong in my life. The employees who usually rushed to greet me stepped back, their voices dying in their throats the moment they saw my expression.

I didn’t stop by my office. I didn’t even glance at the elevator.

I went straight to my secretary's office. My secretary’s door stood slightly open, the scent of her perfume drifting i
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he is a weak man....and he is arrogant enough to do the same thing again to her. hope she never goes back
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  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    74

    I frowned slightly. “So this is not fake?” “No.” he kissed my forehead.“Not even a little, my queen.” Silence fell between us again, but it was different now. I move slightly, my hands resting against his chest again. “…You really do not think I look bad?” I asked, almost reluctantly. He let out a quiet breath, like he could not believe I was still asking. “Aria,” he said, his thumb brushing gently against my cheek again, “you look like someone I cannot stop looking at.” My heart skipped. “And it is not because you are dressed up or trying,” he added. “It is just you baby.” I did not know what to say to that. So I did not say anything. I just leaned into him slowly, resting my head against his chest again. His arms came around me immediately, holding me close without making it a big moment. “…Okay,” I whispered. I stayed there for a while, quiet against him, listening to his heartbeat like it could settle everything going on in my head. It helped. A lit

  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    73

    Aria’s POV My lips parted, and a gasp escaped from my mouth the moment his lips closed around my erected right nipple, warmly, sending a slow, aching heat through my body. I gasped again softly, my fingers moving into his hair as I tried to steady myself. “Ethan…” His name slipped out of my lips. He hummed against my skin, the sound low, like he knew exactly what he was doing to me. “Hm...yes, my queen?” He kissed my right nipple and moved to the next one, his hand roaming around my body roughly doing something dangerous to my heart. I exhaled shakily, my chest rising and falling unevenly. I could feel my blood rushing out from my vagina, which made me shift slightly, pressing my lips together. “Ethan…” I called again, softer this time. He paused immediately. That was one of the best qualities about him, no matter how lost he seemed in me, he always listened when my tone changed. His head lifted, his eyes staring deeply into my soul. “What is it?” he asked, his vo

  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    72

    Ethan’s POV I stepped out of my car, a strange feeling settling in my chest. I just need to see her and to be sure she's alright. I don’t care about my anger anymore, after all it was my anger that's stopping me from talking to her. The moment I walked into the mansion, Rossa bowed politely. I gave her a brief nod, barely slowing down as I headed straight upstairs to her room. “Aria,” I called softly, pushing the door open. “She’s asleep,” Devi said in a quiet voice, glancing at me from where she sat beside the bed, her fingers gently combing through Aria’s hair. “Is she okay?” I asked, unable to mask the worry in my tone. “She is. She’s been murmuring your name in her sleep,” Devi replied with a light scoff as she rose to her feet. My chest tightened at that. That was so like Aria—when something weighed on her, it clung to her, even in her dreams. She's always talking in her sleep especially when she's hurt.All my fault, I shouldn’t have left her, I shouldn't have said all I

  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    71

    Elena's POV The door clicked shut behind me, but my hand stayed on the handle for a second. I stand there, staring at nothing, my smile slowly fading, just enough to let the truth breathe underneath it. Lucien turned me down. Wow, I can’t believe he did. I let out a quiet breath, straightening my posture before finally walking down the hallway like nothing had happened, like I hadn’t just thrown myself at a man who looked at me like I was nothing, not even nothing like I was something worse and irrelevant. My heels clicked against the marble floor, but my mind wasn’t nearly as composed as my steps. “I still love Aria.” His words echoed in my head. I scoffed under my breath, pressing the elevator button a little harder than needed. Of course he does. Of course he’d say it like that—like it’s sacred, like her name still lives somewhere inside his chest where no one else can reach. The elevator doors slid open and I stepped in, turning to face my reflection in the mirror. Two

  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    70

    (Lucien’s POV) “I only wanted to hear your voice, that’s why I called this morning. Nothing like modeling.” Elena said. She's sitting across from me in my office like she belonged there, her legs crossed, back straight, confidence spilling out of her like perfume. The smile on her lips wasn't just casual. It was victorious. Like she had already won something I don't know we were competing for. I let out a quiet smirk, leaning back slightly in my chair, studying her. “It’s the transparency for me,” I said calmly. “I was surprised you’ve met Aria and both of you...” “That’s not happening,” she cut me off instantly, her voice sharp but controlled. Her eyes locked on mine without hesitation. “You don’t expect me to be friends with your ex-wife, do you?” Silence stretched between us for a second. I didn’t respond. Not because I didn’t have something to say but because I was thinking. She knows too much. More than I ever told her. I never mentioned Aria. Not once. I made sure of t

  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    69

    (Ethan’s POV) I couldn’t focus on anything—the meetings, the presentations, can't even focus on myself. I just sat there, leaning back in my chair, my fingers tapping absently against the armrest as voices droned on around me. Charts were being explained. Numbers were being discussed. None of it registered in my brain, it's just entering one ear and going out of the other. Because my mind kept drifting back to Aria.I clenched my jaw slightly, staring ahead without really seeing anything. I don’t want to talk to her. I meant that. I am still angry.Still hurt, not over what I had seen. But at the same time, I miss her badly. It doesn’t make sense to me. How could I be this angry at someone and still crave their presence like this? Was this what love felt like? Because if it was, it was exhausting. Without thinking, I reached for my phone on the table, unlocking it and opening my messages. I hesitated for a second before deciding to text her. But then, I froze a

  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    Ten

    Aria’s POV “Who are you?” I shouted, yanking my hand back as if his touch burned. “And what gave you the nerve to hold my hands like that?” My heart was hammering violently in my chest, each beat echoing in my ears. I was furious, so angry that my hands trembled, but beneath that anger was fear

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  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    Twenty four❤️‍🩹

    Ethan’s POV I let out a shaky breath the moment I was alone, the maids and securities already left after giving them strict instructions not to let anyone in without me or Aria's or Devi's permission. The house felt different after he left, too quiet, like the walls themselves were holding thei

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  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    Twenty three

    Aria’s POV When Ethan drove me to the mansion, I didn’t wait for him to get down and open the car door the way he always did. I couldn’t wait any longer. The moment the car stopped, my chest tightened like someone had wrapped their fist around my ribs and refused to let go. My fingers trembled a

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  • My Ex-husband's Late Regret    Twenty five

    She stayed in my arms for a long moment, breathing out little by little. The tension in her shoulders softened, but I could still feel how tired she was—emotionally drained in a way sleep didn’t always fix, yet desperately she needed to sleep. I brushed my thumb gently over her arm. “You shou

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