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Chapter 24 - Too Little, Too Late
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Vienna’s POV"Madame," the doctor said with a knowing smile, slipping the report into my hands, "this is something your husband deserves to hear from you first."I took the paper with trembling hands and murmured a quick thank you. Walking out of the examination room, I couldn’t wait to tell my husband Warren that we were having a baby.The man who rebuilt my world—without even knowing it was broken. He never asked about my past.And I never told him I once lost someone I thought I could never live without.But somehow, with him… I started breathing again. I wasn't about to let the past drag me down. The future was what mattered now.I was ecstatic on my way home that I barely noticed when I bumped into someone in the hallway."Oops, sorry!" I exclaimed, looking up into a familiar face."Miss Vienna," his voice barked, surprised and slightly annoyed."Dr. Smith!"As his stern eyes studied me, the memories rushed in like a wave crashing over me. I hadn’t seen him in almost one year—lon
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Vienna’s POV"Long night, V?" my best friend Bella asked, side-eyeing me as I smothered a yawn with the back of my hand. She was also my only employee at the bakery I owned—a dream made possible by Warren's sponsorship.We were restocking the shelves with fresh croissants, but my body felt like it was running on empty."Yeah…" I hesitated, watching her line up a tray of croissants. "Warren didn’t come home last night. Desiree was in the hospital."Bella’s hands froze. "Oh…" Her voice softened. "Is she okay?""She had a miscarriage." My voice came out flatter than I intended. I wasn't sure what emotion I was even supposed to feel—sadness? Suspicion?"That’s terrible." Bella frowned and bit her lip, as if debating something. She didn’t speak right away, and the silence between us grew heavier by the minute."What is it, Bell?" I asked, studying her face.She hesitated, then cleared her throat. "I, uh… I saw Warren and Desiree together at a jewelry store last week. They seemed really clo
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Vienna’s POVWe drove through the bustling center of Kingsford. Inside the car, the air was thick with something heavier than silence.My mind was racing. The image of Warren’s ex—my lookalike—kept flashing behind my eyes.What if Warren’s love for me was just a mirage? Had I ever really been me in his story? Or was I just filling a space someone else had left behind?He was Warren Hale. Handsome. Smart. Inheritor of Luxe—one of the most prestigious hotel chains on the East Coast. He could have had anyone. Yet he chose me.But now, I wasn’t sure if it was really me he wanted. What if it had really been about his ex all along?"Are you ready for this new chapter, Des?" Warren asked, glimpsing back at Desiree."Yeah," she said in a small voice."Well, we’re very excited to have you. Isn’t that right, Vienna?" he asked."Hmm," I hummed quietly. Did he really expect me to be excited? This had all been decided over my head—Warren hadn’t even given me the time to respond, let alone think it
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Vienna’s POVI stared down at the neatly folded shirts and T-shirts strewn across the floor. Behind me, Desiree spoke, her voice syrupy."Oh, thanks for getting that, Vienna," she said with a breezy smile, assuming I’d clean up the mess for her. Before I could react, she already turned toward Warren. "Can you help me inside? I’m still a bit lightheaded."Without waiting for a reply, she slipped her hand into the crook of his arm. I watched them walk away together, her body leaning into his.How dare she treat me like her maid, then walk away with my husband like that?Her moving in would prove to be an even bigger nightmare than I’d imagined.I took the shirts upstairs to the master bedroom, laying them on the bed. How the hell did Desiree get these?When Warren walked in a few minutes later, I didn’t look up."Hey babe," he said casually.He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against him. His lips—warm and deliberate—pressed against the curve of my n
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Vienna’s POV"Excuse me?" I stared at Desiree in stunned disbelief.She stood in the middle of the master bedroom like she belonged there, still scratching her arms profusely.I could feel the heat rise in my chest, but I kept my voice controlled."No," I said slowly. "Let me be clear."She blinked at me, feigning innocence."First," I began, holding up a finger, "you are a guest in this house, not the owner. Dress like it. There’s no excuse to be wandering around in lingerie in front of someone’s husband."Desiree gasped as if I’d slapped her, clutching her silver necklace."But he’s my broth—""Second," I interrupted her excuses, "Milo has been my companion for nine years. He’s not just a pet. He’s family."She opened her mouth, but I cut her off."And third—no one, especially not someone who just moved in, has the right to demand that I get rid of him. That’s not a discussion. That’s a line you don’t cross."Before she could reply, Warren cut in. "You’re being a bit harsh, Vienna.
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Vienna’s POVThe door to Desiree’s room was slightly ajar. My hand hovered over the doorknob, uncertain. Warren was sitting on the edge of her bed, one arm wrapped tightly around Desiree’s shoulders. She was nestled against him, his hand gently stroking her hair as she trembled in his arms. He murmured to her softly, like she was breakable, fragile.Jealousy pierced through me—hot and sharp. "Warren? What are you doing here?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper. It cracked in the middle, betraying more than I wanted. Fear, hurt, the sting of being on the outside looking in.Both their heads turned toward me. Warren’s brows pulled together in concern, his expression shadowed with worry—but not for me. His arm didn’t move. He still held her close, as if he couldn’t see how much it gutted me. Like my pain was invisible.I stood there—his wife—feet planted in the doorway of my own house, watching my husband cradle another woman as if she were the one he’d promised forever to. "Wh
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Vienna’s POV"Come here, Milo," I whispered as I lifted my cat out of the enclosure. I carried him into the bedroom like a fragile secret, cradling him gently against my chest. He buried his head under my chin, purring faintly. We were both tense. Both displaced.I closed the door softly behind me and crawled into bed, curling under the covers with Milo nestled beside me. The silence of the room felt louder than ever, pressing in from all sides. “I won’t let her take you away from me, don’t you worry,” I murmured as Milo purred in my arms.My fingers moved instinctively through his fur, hoping for some comfort, some distraction. Then I felt it—a small patch, rougher than the rest.“What’s this, buddy?”I sat up slightly and examined him. A clump of fur had been torn out, the skin beneath irritated and pink.My stomach turned.Desiree.So this is how she’d done it. Tricking Warren, playing the victim, crossing my boundaries. I had to admit—she was good. Subtle. Petty. Cruel. My hands
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Warren’s POVVienna lay with her back to me, her body tense beneath the blanket. In the dim light, I watched her shoulders rise and fall. Then I heard it—a quiet sigh, tight and dissatisfied, as she tugged the covers up to her neck.I wanted to reach for her. Say something. Explain.“V, I—” I began, my voice soft.She cut me off without turning. “Don’t, Warren. I don’t want to hear anything right now. I just want to sleep.”The finality in her tone hit harder than I expected. I let the silence swallow us.It felt like, in just a few days, the space between us had stretched into something immeasurable. How did we end up here?Minutes passed, maybe more. I don’t know how long I lay there staring at the ceiling. Then it came again—the now-familiar stab in my chest. Not sharp, but deep and persistent, like a warning knock behind my ribs.“Ow…” A quiet groan slipped from my lips. I could only hope Vienna was already asleep.I hadn’t told her about the surgery—for a reason. I didn’t want her
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Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy Chapter 24 - Too Little, Too Late
Vienna’s POVThe first thing I became aware of was the beeping. Soft, rhythmic. Then the sterile scent of antiseptic, and finally—the ache.I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the bright hospital ceiling above me. The light was harsh, cold. The room smelled clean. Too clean. Lifeless."V?" a familiar voice gasped. "Oh my God, you’re awake!"Bella’s face filled my blurry vision. She looked like she hadn’t slept in days. Her eyes were red, her lipstick smudged, hair pulled back in a hasty ponytail. She reached for my hand and squeezed it tightly."The baby’s okay," she said quickly, as if she needed to say it before I could ask. "They said you inhaled too much smoke, but the baby’s heartbeat is strong."Relief surged through me, then immediately twisted into something heavier. Guilt, confusion… defeat.Bella's relief quickly gave way to anger. "Why didn’t you tell me?" she asked, voice cracking. "You’ve been pregnant and hiding it from me? From everyone?""I—" I tried to speak, but th
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Vienna’s POV"Since when are you so uptight, Warren?" Desiree said as she dipped into yet another exaggerated stretch, bending low enough to flash her cleavage straight through the mirror. "Must be her influence," she added, glancing at me upside-down from between her legs with a smirk.I scoffed, turning away from the show.The sheer absurdity of it all would’ve been laughable if it hadn’t been happening in my own home. With my husband. A performance of manipulation in leotards.I paced away through the long hallway, back to the kitchen.I heard Warren mutter something faint—"Desiree, you need to stop this..."—but I didn’t stay to hear more. I didn’t want another half-hearted defense made for my benefit. I was done having her in my house. Done with her petty games.I busied myself in the kitchen. I made a simple breakfast—toast, a soft-boiled egg, and fruit. I prepped a lunch box for Warren, packing in a fresh scone and a sandwich.As I was heading upstairs to change for work, I pas
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Vienna’s POVThe morning light crept through the blinds as I sat up slowly in bed, rubbing the dull ache behind my eyes. I hadn’t slept much. Maybe an hour here, another there—none of it restful. The mattress beside me was cold. Empty.Again.I got up and wrapped my robe around me. My limbs felt heavy, my chest even more so. The echoes of last night’s argument still played through my mind like a cruel loop. Warren had thrown words at me he couldn’t take back. Words that lodged deep and left bruises.I padded into the kitchen barefoot, already feeling the familiar swirl of nausea rise. I poured myself a cup of ginger tea, hoping it would settle things.The house was unusually quiet—eerily so.No Warren. No Desiree.I checked the living room. Empty. Her blanket from the sofa had been folded, which meant she’d either cleaned up after herself or someone had done it for her.I leaned against the kitchen island, sipping my tea, trying not to overthink. At least Warren had come back to bed
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Vienna’s POVI shot up in bed, yanking the sheets with me.“Are you kidding me?”Warren stayed where he was, arms crossed over his bare chest, jaw tight. “I saw the way you looked at him, Vienna.”My breath caught. “You’re really going there right now?”“The way you smiled. How soft your voice got. You don’t talk to me like that anymore.”“This is ridiculous,” I said, pushing my hair back with both hands. My heart was pounding. “Fred? This has nothing to do with Fred.”“Oh no?” Warren scoffed.“This is about you. And me. And everything you keep sweeping under the rug. You want to pretend it’s some stranger that’s changed things between us, but the truth is, you’ve been distant for weeks. Long before tonight.”His jaw clenched again. “It’s too much of a convenience, Vienna. This mystery man shows up, and suddenly you want nothing to do with me.”“It has nothing to do with Fred, Warren,” I shot back. “It has everything to do with your precious stepsister. You’re always there for her. But
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Vienna’s POVA heavy silence stretched between us. Until Desiree’s giggle broke it.“All the guys at the club tried to get into my pants. I don’t know what would’ve happened if you hadn’t rescued me, big brother,” she slurred from the couch. I rolled my eyes. Seriously?“You’re always there to save me…” Her voice was soft, dramatic, full of false sweetness. “Always…”She trailed off mid-sentence, snoring softly a moment later. She laid there, passed out on the sofa with one leg hanging over the edge.I shot Warren a look—half skepticism, half exhaustion.He avoided my eyes, carefully draping a blanket over her body as if tucking in a child. Then he stood and gestured silently for me to follow him.We walked into the kitchen. As soon as the door closed behind us, he started.“I’m tired of this, Vienna,” he whispered harshly. “Tired of always being under your microscope. Of your constant suspicion.”I folded my arms. “You left me in the theater. Alone. For someone who didn’t need you. S
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Vienna’s POVAs the theater lights brightened, I wiped beneath my eyes with a tissue. At least my new mascara actually lived up to its waterproof promise. Small victories.In the distance, I spotted Bella waving gently, concern etched across her face. I raised my hand in a half-hearted wave.The crowd trickled out slowly, discussing their favorite scenes—moments I had completely missed. I just sat there, until Bella made her way toward me with James quietly in tow.James lingered a polite distance away while Bella slipped her arm around my shoulder, leaning in close.“Are you okay, V?” she asked softly.I didn’t sugarcoat it. “I’ve been better.”Bella studied my face, reading more than I said. “Do you want to grab a late-night snack? Might help you decompress a little.”I shook my head. “Thanks, but I think I just want to go home and crawl into bed.”Bella sighed, then gave me a warm hug. “Take care of yourself, Vienna. Seriously. You deserve only the best.”I gave her a watery smile.
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Vienna’s POV“Warren…” I reached out instinctively. My fingers caught the sleeve of his blazer just as he turned to leave.“Wait,” I said, more desperate than I meant to sound. “Can’t her friends just put her in a taxi and send her home? To her parents? That’s where she belongs, Warren. Not with us. Not with you.”He pulled his arm free—not harshly, but firmly. “Her friends?” he scoffed. “You think I’d trust them with her life? Half of them are drunk themselves, the other half are just there for selfies and free drinks. I’m not leaving her in their hands.”His tone made me bristle. “Why are you always defending her like she’s helpless? Like she doesn’t know exactly what she’s doing?” I tried to reason with him, “She’s an adult, Warren. She’ll never learn to take responsibility if you keep saving her.”He exhaled sharply, frustrated. “Why are you always so harsh with her? If this were your sister—if you had one—would you be this cold?”That one cut deep.“Can’t you see what she’s doin
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Vienna’s POV“She’s had that habit since puberty,” Warren shrugged, his eyes fixed on the road. “The whole foot thing. She used to do it as a prank to annoy me during family dinners. I guess I just got used to it.”A cold shiver ran up my spine. Used to it?“So she’s been foot-flirting with you for years?” I asked quietly, unable to keep the edge from my voice.“She’s not flirting,” he said, exasperated. “She’s just… tactile.”“Tactile?” I repeated, incredulous. “Warren, she slid her foot up your leg under the table. That’s not being playful. That’s not a joke. That’s an adult woman making a move on her married stepbrother.”He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “You’re reading too much into it.”I stared out the window, my heart thudding wildly. How many times had it happened? While I was sitting next to them? While we were dating? Engaged? Married?I swallowed hard, choosing my words carefully. “Even if you’ve brushed it off before, the fact is we’re married now. And a prank fro
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Vienna’s POVI had no choice but to endure the humiliation and discomfort as Warren carried me toward the car. How dare he treat me like I was nothing more than a tantrum-throwing child?“Warren! Put me down!” I cried out. But I knew it was useless. When Warren made up his mind—especially in anger—there was no reasoning with him.His arm was clamped firmly around the backs of my thighs. One hand gripped the crook of my knees, the other pressed into my ribs—too hard. My abdomen protested, a sharp reminder of the life growing inside me. I clenched my jaw and tried not to squirm.We passed by the valet stand. Staff members glanced sideways, then pretending not to see. One of them muttered, “Couples these days... all into that kinky roleplay stuff.”My cheeks burned hot as I heard another woman giggle behind her hand. The humiliation tasted bitter. Warren ignored it all—my struggles, my pain, the stares. He just kept walking like I wasn’t his wife but a problem to be handled.Only when w
