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Penulis: Ona Hearts
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-11-01 16:11:08

Elara’s Pov

The morning sun poured through my bedroom window, but inside my chest, a cold, heavy nervousness settled over me. Today was the day. Today, I was going to look Darian Rooke in the eye.

For weeks, my entire world had been changing. I had learned to accept the Veynes as my real family; I had started rebuilding my confidence, and yesterday, I had finally held my crying daughter in my arms. I wasn't the broken, invisible woman who had run away into the stormy night anymore. Yet, sitti
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  • Sorry Mr Billionaire, Your Wife Is an Heiress    38

    Elara's Pov The white walls of Silas’s private examination room felt a little less suffocating today, but the invisible shadow of my fake medical history still clung to my shoulders. I sat upright on the crisp examination table, watching as my brother scrolled through a fresh batch of digital scans on his tablet. Silas turned the screen toward me and pointed out the steady, healthy improvement in my lab metrics. "See that right there, Elara?" Silas said, his voice warm and encouraging. "Your body is responding exactly the way it's supposed to. Right now, the most important thing is maintaining a consistent, healthy routine. No stress overloads, no extreme exhaustion. Just living your life." I let out a slow, steady breath, tracing the edge of the table with my fingertips. "I know, Silas. And I'm trying. But... it's still hard to fully believe it sometimes. Every time I look at these reports, a small part of my brain expects the numbers to suddenly change. The first doctor sounded

  • Sorry Mr Billionaire, Your Wife Is an Heiress    37

    Darian’s Pov The silence inside my study felt heavier than it ever had before. For days, my mind had been trapped in a dizzying loop, trying to process the absolute wreckage of my life. Elara—the quiet, gentle woman I had dismissed, ignored, and taken for granted for eight agonizing years—was not a lonely orphan. She was a Veyne. She was the long-lost daughter of one of the most powerful families in the country, and her medical care was now being handled directly by her biological brother, a brilliant surgeon. I knew I had no legal or moral right to demand access to her. We were still technically married on paper, but the vows I had sworn to protect her had been shattered long before she walked out into the stormy night. Yet, what truly made my stomach turn inside out was the horrifying truth about her health. She wasn't dying. The terrifying words she had spoken to me before she left—that she had six months left to live—had been a complete, manufactured lie. And the worst part?

  • Sorry Mr Billionaire, Your Wife Is an Heiress    36

    Elara's Pov Holding those keepsakes and listening to Mrs. Adeline's stories had brought me closer to the Veynes than anything since the day the DNA test proved who I was. Yet, despite the love wrapping around me like a warm blanket, a quiet, stubborn voice inside my head kept whispering that I was an imposter. I still struggled with the strange, foreign weight of calling them my parents and my brothers. I had started using their names less formally, dropping the polite distance, but every single time someone referred to me out loud as their daughter or sister, a tiny part of me panicked. I wondered if I was really allowed to belong here after spending twenty-four years wandering in the cold. Seraphina, with her sharp, motherly intuition, caught onto my hesitation right away. She chose to stop correcting me whenever I stumbled over my words or used formal titles, giving me the gentle breathing room I needed to let the relationship grow on its own time. Meanwhile, my brothers were

  • Sorry Mr Billionaire, Your Wife Is an Heiress    35

    Elara's Pov The words Kael spoke before we left the old Veyne estate still echoed in my ears: Someone has requested permission to meet Elara, claiming to have information about her childhood. A mixture of curiosity and caution tugged at my heart as we drove back to the main family residence. Part of me desperately wanted to know every hidden piece of my past, but I also didn't want the family to turn my entire childhood into a complicated detective investigation that completely overshadowed the life I was trying to build right now. When we walked into the grand foyer, Kael explained everything to us. The person requesting the meeting wasn't a stranger or a reporter; it was an elderly former household employee named Mrs. Adeline, who had worked as a nanny and cook at the Veyne estate decades ago, right around the time I disappeared as a toddler. Word of my return had finally reached her, and she had contacted security because she simply wanted to lay eyes on the little girl she once

  • Sorry Mr Billionaire, Your Wife Is an Heiress    34

    Elara's Pov True to his word, the next morning found our family stepping out of a convoy of sleek black cars onto the grounds of the old Veyne estate—the very place where my entire life had shattered twenty-four years ago. As I stared up at the grand, sprawling architecture of the historic manor, a cold knot of hesitation tightened in my stomach. A part of me was terrified to walk those grounds. I worried that visiting the location would only make me feel more like an outsider, painfully disconnected from a childhood I couldn't even remember. I couldn't picture myself running across those lawns, and the thought of faking emotions I didn't actually feel made me anxious. But when I looked over at my brothers—at the quiet, hopeful anticipation shining in their eyes—I knew I had to do this. I wanted to understand the life I had before everything changed, and I knew how much this pilgrimage meant to them. Seraphina walked close beside me, gently looping her arm through mine. She carried

  • Sorry Mr Billionaire, Your Wife Is an Heiress    33

    Elara’s Pov Recovery wasn't a straight line, but for the first time, I felt like I was actually in the driver's seat of my own life. Of course, having three older brothers meant that my new independence came with a very loud, very annoying side effect: extreme overprotectiveness. As I continued getting stronger, I started to appreciate the different ways Kael, Ronan, and Silas showed their love, even if their constant fussing occasionally made me feel like I had three extra parents instead of three brothers. Kael acted like a personal security detail, insisting on knowing my exact location whenever I walked out of the estate. Ronan treated me like a delicate CEO, regularly checking to make sure I had eaten enough calories before we sat down for our business lessons. And Silas? Poor Silas treated every single innocent throat tickle or tired yawn as a five-alarm medical emergency, ready to whip out a stethoscope at a moment's notice. By the time breakfast rolled around on a bright T

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