Her Tears His Regret

Chapter OneAva’s POVPain tore through my body, sharp and relentless. I clutched my belly, beads of sweat rolling down my forehead as another contraction hit. My breaths came in ragged gasps, my entire body trembling.I reached toward the nightstand, where my phone lay just out of reach. My fingers stretched desperately, but the pain was too much for me to bear."Mommy?"A small, frightened voice called out, and I turned my head to see my daughter, Lily, standing in the doorway. Her big brown eyes were wide with worry as she rushed toward me."Baby… get the phone," I managed to gasp.Lily wasted no time. She grabbed the phone and placed it in my unsteady hands. My fingers trembled as I unlocked the screen and dialed the one person who should have been here—Richard my husband.The phone rang a few times before he answered."What?" His tone was cold, impatient.A sharp stab of pain shot through my body, but I forced myself to speak. "Richard… I’m in labor. Please come home. Please come

Chapter ThreeAva’s POVI stared at the woman standing in front of me, my grip on my suitcase tightening. I had every intention of walking past her, of leaving without a single word, but then she spoke."How rude," she said with a smirk. "Ignoring a visitor like this? That’s no way to welcome a guest."For a moment My breath caught in my throat.That voice.It was the same voice I had heard over the phone—the woman Richard had been with the night I lost everything. The woman he had abandoned me with.Slowly, I turned to face her, my expression carefully neutral. My eyes flickered from her to Richard, who stood just behind her, watching us with an uneasy expression.But I didn’t bring it up.I forced a smile. "Welcome," I said simply.The woman’s smirk widened as she took a few steps forward. Her gaze was sharp, assessing me, as if waiting for a reaction.Richard cleared his throat and moved to stand beside her. "Ava," he said, gesturing toward the woman, "this is Miss Lydia. She’s the

Chapter FiveKieran’s POVI had waited years for her.I never wanted to force her into this—I wanted her to come to me willingly. But after so long, after searching endlessly for my mate, she was finally within reach.And now, here she was, standing so close that I could hear the soft hitch in her breath.I watched as she pulled away from me, straightening her dress, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. "Sorry," she muttered, avoiding my gaze.I didn’t move. I just stood there, staring at her, memorizing every detail. Her scent, her presence—it was unlike anything I had ever known. My wolf stirred within me, restless, recognizing her as ours. She was perfect just like I have pictured her.Then, after a long silence, she finally spoke."Do you really want to marry me?" Her voice was steady, but there was something else hidden beneath it. "I just lost my children, you know. I was married before. And I don't think you would want to be with someone like me."I already knew.I had known e

Chapter Seven…AVA – POV…I was on my knees with a sponge in one hand and a bucket beside me, scrubbing the hallway tiles like a damn janitor. My palms were raw. My knees ached. And all I could think was—my father really did this to me.Not even a desk job. Not a shadowed cubicle. No paperwork. No training. Just a sponge, a bucket, and a hallway. The man who raised me wanted me to start from the bottom—this bottom. I was supposed to crosswz my legs by now, acting like a boss.I remembered Kieran offering me something different. His company. His name. His resources. He didn’t hide what he had, and he didn’t treat me like I was disposable. But I said no. I wanted to take over my father’s empire, my legacy. I wanted to build my name on my own. I never imagined he’d throw me down with the rest of the workers, strip me of everything I knew, and act like I didn’t matter.I dipped the sponge in the water again, squeezing until it dripped, and dragged it over the marble with slow, determined

Chapter 9: “Who’s Laughing Now”Ava's POV…I watched as Linda stood there, looking at me like I’d just slapped her into next week. Her face twisted between shock and straight-up rage, and around us, the other workers were whispering like little bugs, but none of them had the guts to actually say anything out loud.I was brushing my hands off, trying to act chill even though inside I was still heated, when the door opened. I didn’t even have to guess. Lydia. And right behind her, Richard, like some unwanted shadow.They stormed toward us, and Richard barked, “What happened here?”Linda didn’t even hesitate. She pointed dead at me like I was some criminal and said, “She hit me. A cleaner like her hit me.”I almost laughed out loud. Like, seriously? That’s the story we’re going with? This place was honestly a circus and everyone here were clowns.Richard’s face turned this weird shade of red as he spun to me. “Are you crazy? What is wrong with you?” he snapped.I crossed my arms, keeping