首頁 / Romance / Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret / Chapter 120: The River, Revisited

分享

Chapter 120: The River, Revisited

作者: Kim castro
last update publish date: 2026-08-11 15:06:56

"He took me back. He wanted to see it with me."

Charlie asked me on the third day of our honeymoon, while we were still tangled in the lazy, unhurried rhythm of two people who had finally stopped rushing toward anything.

"I want to go back," he said. "To the river."

We were having breakfast on a balcony overlooking a coastline neither of us had any history with, the kind of place chosen specifically because it carried no weight, no memory, nothing either of us needed to process while we were th
在 APP 繼續免費閱讀本書
掃碼下載 APP
已鎖定章節

最新章節

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 125: Marcus's New Chapter

    "He resigned from Kingsley Corp and started his own thing. Charlie threw him the best going-away party."Marcus handed in his resignation on a Wednesday afternoon, walking into Charlie's office with the same quiet, deliberate calm he'd carried into every difficult conversation since the day he finally told the truth about Lila's phone call, all those years ago, the day that had cracked everything open.Charlie told me about it that evening, sitting at our kitchen table with a glass of wine he hadn't touched, his expression somewhere between pride and something quieter, harder to name."He's been planning it for months," Charlie said. "Quietly. Consulting work. Ethics, mostly, governance structures, the kind of thing companies need but rarely want to pay attention to until something's already gone wrong." He turned his glass slowly. "He told me he wants to build something small. Intentional. The opposite of everything he spent twenty years doing for me.""How did you take it?""Better

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 124: Evelyn's Empire at Its Peak

    "They named me one of the most influential business leaders of the year. Leo cut out the article and put it on his bedroom wall."The call came on a Tuesday morning, while I was reviewing quarterly projections with the head of our investment division, and I almost let it go to voicemail because I had learned, over the years, that calls during a working meeting rarely brought news worth interrupting for.I glanced at the screen. The publication's name was unmistakable.I excused myself, stepped into the hallway, and answered.The conversation lasted four minutes. By the end of it, I was standing very still beside the floor-to-ceiling window of my own office, looking out at a city I had once watched from a different window entirely, in a different life, as a woman with no name of her own and no idea that any of this was possible.They were naming me one of the most influential business leaders of the year.Not woman in business. Not rising star, the kind of qualifier that always carried

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 123: The Photograph on the Wall

    "I framed it. Finally."I took the photograph to a framer three blocks from the office, a small, old-fashioned shop run by a man named Mr. Petrov who had been framing things in that same storefront for thirty years and treated every piece that came through his door with the same careful, unhurried reverence, regardless of whether it was a child's finger painting or, apparently, a thirty-year-old photograph with a complicated history he had no way of knowing about."Family photo?" he asked, holding it up to the light, examining the discoloration along the edge with professional interest."Something like that," I said.He chose a simple wood frame, dark walnut, no ornamentation, the kind that lets the image speak entirely for itself without competing for attention. I watched him work, his hands steady and precise, and I thought about how strange it was that this small, ordinary errand, dropping off a photograph at a frame shop on a Tuesday afternoon, was actually the closing of a circle

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 122: Lila's Reemergence

    "She came back, quietly, without fanfare, and entirely changed."I heard about it from Sofia first, the way I heard about most things connected to Lila now, filtered through someone else before it ever reached me directly."She's out," Sofia said, calling on a Thursday evening while I was helping Leo with a science project that had somehow, against all logic, taken over the entire kitchen table with baking soda and food coloring and at least four towels we would never fully restore. "Supervised release completed. No press, no statement, nothing. She just quietly finished her sentence and walked out the other side of it.""Where did she go?""Small town outside Hartford, from what my contact tells me. A job at a community center, apparently. Nothing glamorous. Nothing that requires anyone to look at her twice." Sofia paused. "She's not seeking Charlie. She's not seeking press. She's not seeking anything, as far as I can tell."I sat with that information for a long moment, watching Leo

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 121: Leo and the Truth

    "He was seven when we sat him down. He asked very good questions."We had talked about it for months before we actually did it, circling the conversation in the careful way parents circle anything that feels too large to handle wrong.Charlie had wanted to wait until Leo was older, ten maybe, old enough to hold complicated information without it reshaping how he saw either of us. I had disagreed. Leo had always been sharper than either of us gave him full credit for, had been catching fragments of the story for years already, overheard conversations, half-understood references, the careful silences adults sometimes leave around subjects they think children can't detect."He already knows something happened," I told Charlie one evening, after Leo had gone to bed. "He's been asking around the edges of it for a year. Better he gets the real shape of it from us than keeps assembling his own version out of overheard fragments."Charlie had agreed, eventually, the way he agreed with most th

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 120: The River, Revisited

    "He took me back. He wanted to see it with me."Charlie asked me on the third day of our honeymoon, while we were still tangled in the lazy, unhurried rhythm of two people who had finally stopped rushing toward anything."I want to go back," he said. "To the river."We were having breakfast on a balcony overlooking a coastline neither of us had any history with, the kind of place chosen specifically because it carried no weight, no memory, nothing either of us needed to process while we were there. I set down my coffee and looked at him."Now? While we're here?""No. When we get home." He turned his cup slowly, the same careful gesture he used when something mattered enough to require precision. "I've thought about it. I want to see it with you. Not the way I saw it in the dream, fragments and feelings I couldn't place. I want to stand there as the person I am now and actually look at it."I understood immediately why it had to wait until we were home, until the honeymoon had ended an

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 2: The Wedding Nobody Wanted

    He placed the ring on my finger like a punishment.No warmth in his hands. No hesitation, no pause, nothing that resembled a man who had once looked at me like I was the whole world. Just Charlie Kingsley sliding a cold band of platinum onto my finger the way you sign a document you resent having t

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 1: The Girl Who Saved Him

    The first time I saved Charlie Kingsley's life, I was eight years old and the river was trying to swallow him whole.Nobody ever mentions that part. Nobody ever does.The bank behind the Carter estate smelled like mud and something rotting underneath the surface, the kind of smell that clings to th

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 48: Evelyn Tells Charlie — Piece One

    I gave him one truth. Just one. Enough to make him start pulling the thread himself.He came to the office on a Saturday morning, which was unusual, the joint sessions had all been weekday affairs, but he had called on Friday evening and asked if I had time and I had said yes before I had finished

  • Married For Revenge, Pregnant With His Regret    Chapter 33: Victor Kane's First Move

    He sent me a gift. A very expensive, very threatening gift.It arrived on a Tuesday morning, which I had come to understand was Victor Kane's preferred day for things he wanted to appear casual. Tuesday suggested midweek efficiency, something dispatched between meetings, an afterthought. Nothing th

更多章節
探索並免費閱讀 優質小說
GoodNovel APP 免費暢讀海量優秀小說,下載喜歡的書籍,隨時隨地閱讀。
在 APP 免費閱讀書籍
掃碼在 APP 閱讀
DMCA.com Protection Status