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Chapter 179 - Proof in Her Purse
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Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy Chapter 181 - Monsters & Men
Vienna’s POVI turned around to face him. For a moment, I caught something raw and vulnerable in Raphaël’s amber eyes. A deep, heavy sadness. But then, just as quickly, he blinked it away."Hey," I said gently, trying to sound lighter than I felt. "I’ll still see you at school. And the bakery every weekend. It’s not like I’m disappearing from your life.""I know," he murmured, voice low. "But the apartment… it’s going to feel so empty without you."I swallowed hard. "Why don’t you get a new roommate?" I offered, though the words felt sharp in my own throat. The idea of someone else sleeping in my room, laughing in the kitchen, cuddling Bijou—it stung more than I expected.He gave a noncommittal shrug. "Maybe I should." His voice was quiet again, unreadable. Then, after a beat, he stepped forward, a little hesitantly. "Bye, V," he said.He pulled me into a quick, somewhat awkward hug. He kissed my cheeks in that typical French way—one side, then the other. His scent wrapped around me l
Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy Chapter 180 - Somewhere Safe
Vienna’s POVFred’s voice crackled on the line, thick with exhaustion. "It’s been hell around here since we got back from Paris. Dad and my mother have been at each other’s throats every single day."I winced. "About me?""Unfortunately, yes," he sighed. "Mom’s furious. She keeps saying Dad should’ve told her the moment he found out about you. And, well… She’s just angry he had a child with another woman in the first place.""Fred… I’m so sorry. I never meant to cause—""This isn’t your fault," he said firmly, cutting me off. "It’s on them. Mom’s right, honestly. Dad should’ve come clean months ago. You didn’t ask to be born into all this drama.""But what does this mean for the villa?" I asked, confused. "Is it off-limits now?"Fred hesitated. "That’s the thing. Eleanor moved in… two days ago. Like, full-time."I blinked. "Wait, what? Why?""I think—partly?—just to spite you. To make sure you’re not living there anymore. But mostly, I think she just needed to get away from Dad."My he
Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy Chapter 179 - Proof in Her Purse
Vienna’s POV"Vienna? Is that really you?" Elliot’s voice crackled through the phone speaker, thick with emotion. "Thanks for checking in. Warren’s stable. He’s going to be okay.""I know," I murmured, listening to the soft, steady beeping in the background. "Are you with him right now? Is… Desiree there?""I’m with him, yeah. He’s still unconscious though," Elliot explained. "Desiree’s been here all night, but she just stepped out to grab a coffee. It happened at the party she organised for the Luxe members. Seems like it really shook her, like she feels responsible somehow.""That’s because she is," I said, cold steel lacing my voice."What?" Elliot sounded taken aback. "Vienna, what are you saying?""She drugged him, Elliot," I said flatly, my heart pounding. "I’m practically sure of it."A pause."Vienna…" He sounded cautious now. "That’s a serious accusation. I know you and Desiree have… history. But we don’t know—""Did she leave her bag in the room with you? A clutch or a purse?
Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy Chapter 178 - Haunted by a Kiss
Vienna’s POVI sat on the couch, staring blankly ahead. The hum of the celebrating city filtered through the walls. But everything felt muted, like I was underwater.If the first moments of this new year were any sign of what was to come… I wasn’t sure I’d be strong enough to face it.A soft nudge from within startled me. I placed a hand on my belly, and there it was again. Another kick."Are you gonna be a little runner, huh?" I whispered with a hollow smile. "Just like your…"My voice faltered. Just like your dad.My throat tightened. Would my son grow up without a father? Would Warren just be a name in stories, a fading photograph, a question in a little boy’s eyes?My heart twisted. Was this something Warren had done to himself? Had I pushed him too far? Or had fate just decided to be cruel, again?My mind spiraled, chasing every possibility, every regret. The last time I’d seen him, he’d looked like a man on the edge—hollow, tired, lost. But I’d still walked away. Was this all my
Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy Chapter 177 - New Year, New Mistakes
Vienna’s POVBack inside the club, I spotted Raphaël at the bar, surrounded by a small circle of women. Of course. Wherever he went, attention followed.But the moment his eyes landed on me, something shifted. His smirk faded into something softer—just for me. He stepped away, weaving through their bodies like none of them existed."It’s getting close to midnight," he said with a smirk as he reached me, holding out a glass of alcohol-free champagne. "You ready to start the new year in style?"I smiled, taking the glass. "You bet I am."We clinked glasses and took a sip. Zanele appeared out of nowhere, grinning like the cat who got the cream. "Alright, party people—let’s dance!"The three of us moved onto the dancefloor, the music pulsing beneath our feet. Zanele, ever the mischief-maker, kept nudging me subtly until I was inches from Raphaël. Our eyes met and held, and suddenly we were dancing in sync, bodies swaying together to the rhythm.He looked down at me, something hungry and h
Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy Chapter 176 - Midnight Maybes
Vienna’s POVRaphaël and Zanele had dragged me out to a New Year’s Eve party. I hadn’t wanted to come. Every part of me just wanted to stay curled up in bed, hidden under a blanket of denial and distraction. Seeing Warren on that bridge had shaken something inside me. I didn’t know what to do with all the feelings that had come crashing in like a tsunami. His words in the bakery, the look in his eyes—so lost, so raw…I couldn’t shake the pity, the confusion, the idea that maybe I should at least give him a chance to explain.Around me, the Parisian club pulsed with music and light. People were dancing, drinking, laughing—drenched in glitter and champagne and the high of counting down to a new year. I felt like I was behind a glass wall, watching it all but not part of it. My hand rested on the curve of my belly protectively. Somehow, the baby was the only one I felt truly connected to tonight."Hey!" Zanele’s voice cut through the music as she suddenly appeared in front of me, eyes s
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