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2025-11-08 04:08:21The message came with the name of a downtown hotel and a room number. My heart hammered in my chest as I flagged down a taxi.
By the time I got there, sweat covered my palms. I hurried down the hallway, searching for Room 318. I shoved the door open, praying I’d find Lina safe. She had sounded terrified on the phone. She was the only light left in my life. The thought of her in danger was unbearable. I flung the door open. “Lina?” My voice cracked. The room was dim, the curtains pulled tight. A sweet, chemical smell hung in the air. Before I could step back, the door slammed shut and locked behind me. My pulse raced. “Hello?” I barely took two steps before a cloth pressed over my nose and mouth. I tried to push it away, but the dizziness was instant, the world spinning like I was being pulled underwater. The last thing I heard was a man’s voice and the sound of my clothes tearing. When I woke, the room was silent. My head pounded. My body ached. I was sprawled on the bed, my clothes disheveled, shame clinging to my skin. I dragged myself upright, wobbling on my weak legs until I reached the door. To my surprise, it opened. The hallway lights were harsh against my swollen eyes. I held onto the wall for balance, my body trembling, my throat raw from silent cries. But I froze. Just a few steps away, in a private booth, sat Lina ... laughing with Kira. I blinked, hoping my vision lied. “Lina?” My voice cracked. I staggered toward her. She looked up and sighed in annoyance. “You’re late. How exactly were you planning to save me now?” Kira smirked at her side. “Save you? Please. She can’t even save herself.” Her words were sharp enough to slice me open. My breath caught. “You… you weren’t in trouble?” Kira rolled her eyes. “Do you see her bruised? Do you see her hurt? Use your brain for once.” I stared at Lina, begging her with my eyes. But she only leaned back, calm and cold. Tears welled up. “Why?” I whispered. “Because I warned you,” Lina snapped, her voice low and sharp. “I told you to walk away from him, but you wouldn’t listen. You’re pathetic, Emily.” Her spit landed on my cheek. “And you disgust me.” Kira’s laugh was cruel. “Do you really think you deserve Lina’s friendship? You can’t even keep your husband’s attention. My best friend deserves better than you.” The pain twisted deep inside me. Adrian’s cruelty I could endure, but this? This betrayal from the only person I trusted cut deeper than any wound. I turned away, determined to leave, but before I reached the stairs, a force slammed against my back. I cried out as I tumbled downward, my body hitting the steps, my head cracking against the railing. My screams echoed as I collapsed in a heap at the bottom. Suddenly, Lina and Kira rushed down, their faces painted with fake worry. “Emily! Oh my God, are you okay?” Kira grabbed one arm while Lina grabbed the other, squeezing until I winced. “You’re so clumsy,” Lina said with a bitter smile, though her eyes glittered with malice. “You should be more careful in dark places like this.” One of them had pushed me ... I knew it. But no one else saw. The bystanders only rushed to help as I writhe in pain. The hotel staff called for a car and I was taken to the hospital. My injuries were bad. Surgery followed, and I remained there for a week. When the cast finally came off my leg, I didn’t care about the pain. I only knew one thing: I had to leave this city. I dialed Adrian’s number. He hadn’t visited once, not even to ask if I was alive. He answered, his tone colder than ice. “What do you want?” “I… I need a ride home,” I whispered. “I’m in a wheelchair, and I can’t...” His voice thundered through the receiver. “You dare ask me for help after spreading your legs like a cheap whore? You disgust me, Emily. I want a divorce.” The phone slipped from my hand. My whole body shook. Did my husband just throw away five years of marriage… over the phone?
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Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret 12.
EMILYI pulled my little boy closer as we tucked ourselves behind a narrow column near the airport café. My breath hitched each time I heard footsteps. He clung to my shirt like a baby koala.“Stay still for me, okay?” I whispered into his hair. “Just a minute.”I didn’t even realize Adrian had stopped right beside us until his voice drifted through the space. He was talking to someone on the phone, sounding relaxed and smug. My stomach twisted.“Relax. I said I’ll handle it. Nothing is getting out. Have I ever failed you?”My heart hammered so hard I felt it in my teeth. My son shifted in my arms, confused, and I held him tighter. A few seconds later, Adrian walked off, still muttering into his phone. I stayed put until I couldn’t hear him anymore. Only then did I force myself to breathe properly again.“Mama… who was that man?” my boy asked, brows pinched.“Just… somebody I used to know,” I said with a smile that felt glued on.I took his hand and rushed toward the exit. In my hurry
Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret 11
EMILYThe stage lights burned like a small sun above me, hot enough to make the air feel heavy in my throat. I squinted at the screen of my monitor, watching the dancers fall in and out of formation. My job usually calmed me, but today, the heat and noise pressed on my temples.“Alright, take it from bar eight,” I called.The music thumped back to life, and the dancers snapped into motion. My crew moved around me like a well-oiled machine. I barely noticed Nia until she tugged gently on my sleeve.“Emily,” she whispered, a little too excited, “Mr. Blake needs you. Says it’s important.”I raised a brow. “While we’re rolling?”She nodded. “He insisted.”That alone made my stomach tighten. Blake never interfered unless something big had happened.“Joe, wrap this up for now. I’ll check the footage later,” I told the creative director and headed toward the hallway Nia had come from.She kept pace beside me, fidgeting with the tablet in her hands.“What’s going on?” I asked.Nia only sm
Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret 10
REEDTravis’s message came in while I was halfway through signing a stack of contracts. My phone buzzed three times before I finally pushed the papers aside and checked the screen.CALL ME. URGENT.I stepped out of the conference room, closing the door softly so the partners wouldn’t hear. “Travis, this better not be another false lead,” I said.His voice came out quick, almost shaky. “Sir… we found her. For real this time.”My stomach pulled tight. “How?”“You remember the ring you said she grabbed before she ran out that night? The one with your initials?” He took a breath. “Someone pawned it three days ago. The shop logged her ID. Her name is Lina Monroe.”I stopped walking. People brushed past me in the hallway, but all I heard was the pounding in my chest. “Send the address,” I said.The text arrived before the call even ended. I didn’t bother returning to the meeting. I grabbed my keys, ignored the driver, and headed straight for the garage. The drive took forty minutes, though
Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret 9.
I left the clinic with my hands shaking, holding the test results against my chest like they would disappear if I blinked too hard. I kept touching my stomach on the walk back, half in disbelief and half in hope. Maybe this was finally the thing that would fix us. Adrian always said he wanted a family. Maybe he would see me again, really see me.I walked through the neighborhood smiling to myself like an idiot. I didn’t even care that my shoes were hurting my feet or that I hadn’t eaten all day. I was thinking about names and the color of the room and how I would tell him. By the time I reached our street, I was already rehearsing how I’d tell him.But everything froze when I reached the house.The front yard looked like someone had emptied a trash bin onto the grass. Only it wasn’t trash. It was my clothes. My coat was caught on the garden fence. My sweaters were torn down the middle like someone had used scissors. A bucket lay tipped over near the steps, water trickling down the pav
Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret 8.
REED I didn’t realize how long I’d been staring at the empty hallway until Travis cleared his throat beside me. “She left through the east exit,” he said. “Do you want me to follow?” I hesitated. Something about that woman had lingered with me… the way she held herself like she expected the world to hit her again at any moment. She looked like someone who needed help. Someone who needed saving. But I had a board meeting in twenty minutes. “Find out who she is,” I finally said. “Yes, Boss.” I left the hospital, half-expecting Travis to call me with a name. Instead, an hour later, he reported that she’d slipped into thin air. No sign of her in any ward, lobby, side door… nothing. It wasn’t the first mystery haunting my thoughts. By the time my meeting ended, the weight of everything else I’d been avoiding came crashing back. The woman I’d raped weeks ago. The memory made my stomach tighten every time it crawled up. I hadn’t meant to touch her. I’d been drunk, drugged, reall
Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret 7.
I felt completely out of place beside Kira. She looked like she’d stepped straight out of a magazine shoot, full glam, hair smooth and shiny, the new dress Vincent had gifted her fitting her like it had been sewn onto her body. Meanwhile, I looked like someone they’d dragged in from the parking lot. My hair frizzed the moment I stepped inside, and the simple dress I’d worn suddenly felt childish. People didn’t even bother lowering their voices. “Are we sure they’re related? She looks worse than the help.” “That’s the girl from the cheating scandal, right?” My face burned. I hadn’t done anything wrong, but shame didn’t care. Shame always found me first. Kira went up on the small platform they’d set for her, holding her bouquet like she was receiving an award. Then she paused, lifting a piece of fabric soft pink that looked like part of another dress. Her mouth wobbled. She didn’t cry yet, but she knew just how far to push it. “This was supposed to be my second outfit,” she said
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