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The Billionaire's Regret; Now He Desperately Wants Her Back.
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Vanessa harboured a stunning secret-she was born into a powerful family and was an heiress of a renowned company. Yet, her distant husband divorced her without ever learning her true identity. She endured mistreatment from his family and his mistress, leaving her devastated. Five years later, she resurfaced at an auction, flaunting her newfound status and accompanied by a child who bore a striking resemblance to her ex-husband. With her return, she exacted revenge on those who had wronged her. Her reappearance shocked everyone, and to her satisfaction, her ex-husband, Michael, began to regret his actions. Determined to win back both his child and Vanessa, he swore to reclaim her from his business rival, Matthew, who was now involved with Vanessa.
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Epilogue.Few Years LaterThe morning light spills through the kitchen window, soft as a sigh, painting the countertops in hues of apricot and gold. I’m barefoot, as always, the cool tiles grounding me as I pour coffee into two mismatched mugs, one chipped from a clumsy moment years ago, the other a gift from Kelvin, painted with lopsided stars. The house smells of cinnamon and fresh laundry, a quiet symphony of the life we’ve built.Kelvin, bounds down the stairs, his guitar slung over his shoulder like a faithful companion. He’s taller than me now, his curls wilder, his grin still carrying that spark of mischief. “Mom, I’m late for band practice!” he calls, snatching an apple from the bowl.“Shoes!” I call back, pointing to the sneakers abandoned by the door.He groans but complies, tossing me a lopsided smile. “Love you, Mom. Tell Dad I’ll be back for dinner!”The door slams behind him, and the house settles into its familiar hum. I glance at the wall, where a new photo has joined
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POV: Emerald The party was already in full swing when I stepped onto the patio.Laughter rose like music—soft, unforced, genuine. It curled into the air like incense, mingling with the scent of grilled meat and lemon verbena from the garden hedge. Golden string lights floated overhead like captured stars, their glow brushing every face with warmth. The long table was brimming with things I didn’t have to make—platters of roasted vegetables, herb-stuffed chicken, three kinds of cake. Flowers I hadn’t arranged bloomed from vases like joy in full color. And people... people I once couldn’t imagine being this much a part of my healing, now lived like branches in the tree of my peace.I stepped further out, my dress brushing against my ankles, barefoot on the warm stone. It didn’t feel like just another summer evening. It felt like the answer to a prayer I didn’t even know how to form ten years ago.A flash of movement—tiny sneakers and loud giggles.Kelvin tore across the patio, a crooke
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POV: Emerald The vineyard was quiet, wrapped in lavender dusk.Golden vines stretched over rolling hills, catching the late sun in their folds. There were no camera flashes, no screaming guests, no lavish spectacle. Just rows of chairs on soft grass, white petals scattered by the breeze, and a soft violin playing in the distance.It was perfect.Because it was Matthew.I arrived just before the ceremony began. Sat near the back. No attention drawn, just a quiet nod from a few familiar faces. Michael sat beside me, his fingers interlaced with mine. Kelvin, restless in his small suit, perched between us, legs swinging.Matthew hadn’t seen me yet.But when he stepped out beneath the old wooden arch, his eyes searched the crowd. And when they landed on mine, something passed between us—a breath, a memory, a farewell.He smiled.Not the smile he used to wear when he was trying to be enough.But one that said: I am.His bride, Elodie, wore a dress that floated. Her smile was a soft sunrise
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POV: Emerald It came in a plain white envelope.No return address.Just my name, written in a hand I hadn’t seen in years—angular, careful, familiar in the way something poisonous becomes when you’ve survived it.I didn’t open it at first.I placed it on my desk, beside my planner and the vase of peonies Michael brought me from the market. For three days, I let it sit there. I’d glance at it sometimes, in between meetings or on my way to bed, and each time I’d think: Not today.Until one morning, when the city was still soft with fog, and the house was quiet except for the hum of the espresso machine, I picked it up.I carried it to the balcony.I sat.And I opened it.—Emerald,I know I am the last person you ever expected—or wanted—to hear from. And that’s why I waited. Until the noise quieted. Until the headlines changed. Until your peace had room to breathe.But I write now because truth, even late, is still a kind of debt we owe.I was cruel to you.At first, it was jealousy. N
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POV: EmeraldIt didn’t happen under a chandelier.Or at a dinner with champagne flutes and a string quartet in the background.There were no flowers. No flash.Just Sunday morning.A quiet, gray sky overhead. Rain tapping at the windows like it had nowhere else to be. Kelvin was still asleep, wrapp
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POV: Emerald I knew something was going on the moment I walked in and smelled burnt marshmallows.Kelvin was standing on a stool in the kitchen, poking at a tray of suspiciously lumpy s’mores while humming a made-up song about dinosaurs and weddings. He grinned when he saw me.“Don’t come in yet!”
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POV: EmeraldI hadn’t touched the journal in months.It sat on the bottom shelf of the bookcase, tucked behind a stack of business manuals and glossy magazines. A part of me thought leaving it untouched meant I’d outgrown it. That I didn’t need a safe place to pour what I couldn’t say out loud.But
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POV: MichaelWhen Emerald told me I could have a day alone with Kelvin, I almost didn’t believe her.We were sitting outside the café near the conservatory. She had just finished her tea, stirring the last bit absently, her gaze somewhere far off but soft.“I think he’s ready,” she said. “And maybe
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