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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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