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The Billionaire’s Regret: Too Late to Love

The Billionaire’s Regret: Too Late to Love

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last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-26
Par:  Debbie InksComplété
Langue: English
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Fast-Paced Plot

CEO

Hidden Identity

Heir/Heirness

Runaway with a Baby

Winning Back the Wife

Revenge

Divorce

He betrayed his wife. He buried her memory. And he never knew she carried his sons. Allen Hale had everything—power, wealth, and a woman who loved him without conditions. Until he chose another woman and signed away his marriage without regret. Mia Hale vanished the night their divorce was finalized. The world said she died. Allen believed it—and moved on. But Mia lived. Reborn as Iris Morris, the sole heiress of a legendary billionaire dynasty, she returns years later with unimaginable power… and two twin boys Allen never knew existed. Boys with their eyes. His blood. His past. As Iris quietly dismantles Allen’s empire, he’s forced to face the truth: the woman he destroyed is the one holding his future—and the sons he never deserved. Now regret is no longer a feeling. It’s a reckoning. Mia must decide if the man who broke her heart deserves a place in her sons’ lives… or if some betrayals come with no second chances. Because some loves are realized too late— and some regrets last forever.

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DocSandi
DocSandi
Just started and hooked. Please let her be strong and never look back at Allen whose betrayal was brutal! She deserves more and I love strong FL.
2026-04-21 22:42:23
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Mandy
Mandy
Nice story…I hope more chapters are ready to be uploaded quickly
2026-02-24 10:14:10
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Thessa
Thessa
Such a good story
2026-02-17 14:33:07
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Ammiee
Ammiee
I love love this...️...️
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This should be the best story I've read this year
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Chapter One: The Wedding Anniversary
Allen had already left when Mia woke up.She noticed it in pieces.The other side of the bed was cold. Too neat. The faint dip in the pillow gone, like it had never been touched. His phone charger unplugged. His closet door half open, one hanger turned the wrong way.She lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, listening.Nothing.No shower running. No footsteps. No low voice on a call he thought she couldn’t hear. Just the hum of the city outside and the soft tick of the clock on the nightstand.She checked the time.6:12 a.m.He never left that early unless something was wrong—or important.Her first instinct was disappointment. It rose quietly, like a bruise you don’t notice until you press it. Today, of all days.Then she pushed it aside. She’d gotten good at that. At rearranging her expectations so they didn’t hurt as much.She rolled onto her side and reached for her phone.No message.Not even a note on the counter.Still, she smiled a little. A small, private one.He’s
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Chapter Two: Cold
Mia got home before Allen.That alone felt wrong.The apartment lights were off when she stepped inside, the city’s glow slipping through the windows in thin, indifferent lines. She didn’t turn anything on right away. Just stood there, keys still in her hand, listening to the quiet settle around her like dust.She kicked off her heels near the door. One tipped over, the sound sharp in the stillness. She flinched at it. Funny—she hadn’t flinched at seeing him with her.Her purse went on the counter. Slowly. Carefully. Like if she moved too fast, something might break that was already cracked.She walked into the living room, touching nothing. The couch where they’d once fallen asleep together during late movies. The coffee table Allen insisted stay clear of clutter. The framed photo on the shelf—five years ago, a gala, his arm firm around her waist, her smile unguarded.She turned the frame face down.Not angrily. Just… decisively.The gift came next.She opened the closet and pulled i
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Chapter Three: He Might Change
The hospital smelled like antiseptic and something faintly sweet, like flowers left too long in water.Mia sat in the plastic chair with her hands folded in her lap, staring at the scuffed toe of her shoe. The room was too white. Too bright. Every sound echoed—the shuffle of nurses’ shoes, the soft murmur of voices behind curtains that didn’t quite close all the way.She hadn’t told anyone she was there.Not Allen. Not a friend. Not even herself, really. She’d just woken up with that feeling again—heavy, insistent. A quiet knowing that refused to be ignored.The nurse smiled at her kindly. Too kindly. “You can look now.”Mia’s breath caught.She looked down.Two lines.Her fingers tightened around the edge of the counter.“Oh,” she whispered.The sound came out small. Fragile. Like it might break if she said it any louder.The nurse said something—congratulations, next steps, dates—but Mia barely heard her. Her heart was pounding too hard, a dull roar in her ears. She pressed her palm
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Chapter Four: The Silence Between Us
The apartment felt impossibly still.Mia sat on the edge of the couch, one hand resting lightly on her lap, the other on the armrest. Her fingers tapped a slow rhythm, barely noticeable, a quiet punctuation to the thoughts racing through her head. The city hummed outside—cars, people, life—but inside, there was only this hollow space, this unbearable quiet.The knock at the door came suddenly, sharp.Her heart jolted.“Who is it?” she whispered, voice trembling.“Me,” Allen said. His voice carried the calm, measured indifference she knew too well. That same tone that could strip warmth from a room.Mia hesitated. Her hand hovered near the doorknob. Part of her wanted to close the door and pretend none of this existed. Part of her wanted to throw herself at him, to scream, to beg him not to leave her life like this.She opened it.Allen was there, briefcase in hand, standing too tall, too composed, too indifferent. His eyes swept over her, lingering just long enough to note her presenc
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Chapter Five: Pieces of Us
The apartment was silent when she woke up.Not the quiet of peace, not the calm of early morning. Just absence.Allen hadn’t come home. Mia lay on her side, staring at the ceiling. The shadows of the blinds stretched across the walls, sharp and cold, cutting lines through the dim light. She pressed a hand to her chest, feeling the hollow where his warmth had been. His absence wasn’t just emptiness. It was a weight pressing down, a slow, suffocating pressure she hadn’t known she could feel.She stayed there for a long time, listening to the faint hum of the city outside, to the quiet rhythm of her own breathing. Each inhale was shallow. Each exhale trembled. She wondered when this had started—this creeping, gnawing feeling that the life she had built with him was nothing more than a story she had told herself to sleep at night.Eventually, she rose. Her legs felt heavy, almost foreign. She moved through the apartment slowly, as if rediscovering it for the first time. Everything smelle
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Chapter Six: Between Breaths
Light came first.Too bright. Too close.It pressed against the inside of her eyelids like a question she wasn’t ready to answer. Mia tried to turn away from it, but her body didn’t follow. Something tugged at her from everywhere at once—sharp in her ribs, dull and throbbing in her head, a deep ache that felt stitched into her bones.A sound slipped out of her. Not a word. Just breath. Thin. Broken.“Ma'am?”The voice was distant. Female. Calm in that practiced way that never meant calm. It meant trained.She swallowed. Or tried to. Her throat felt raw, scraped clean. Her mouth tasted like metal and something bitter she couldn’t place.“Stay with us,” the voice said again.With us.Her mind snagged on the word. Us.She opened her eyes. Or maybe they opened themselves. The world came back in pieces—white ceiling tiles swimming into focus, a harsh light overhead, shadows moving where people should have been. Everything looked wrong. Too loud.Hospital.The word arrived slowly, like it h
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Chapter Seven: Iris Morris
The lights hummed. Not loud. Not soft. Just there—constant, buzzing, wrong. They pressed against her skull, vibrating through bone and thought alike, like they were trying to keep her awake even as her body fought to disappear. Somewhere, far away, a machine beeped in uneven intervals. Too fast. Then too slow. Then fast again. Someone was speaking. A woman’s voice. Controlled, but threaded with strain. “Blood pressure’s falling again.” Another voice followed, deeper, clipped, professional. “She’s not responding to fluids.” A third voice—sharper this time. Urgent. “We need to move faster.” Move faster. The words drifted toward her, bumping into one another without meaning. She tried to grab onto them, but they slid through her mind like water through open fingers. Her body felt… heavy. Anchored. As if gravity had increased without warning and pinned her down from the inside. Something twisted low in her abdomen. Pain flared—hot, sudden, terrifying. A breath tore out of her
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Chapter Eight: The Choice
Mia came back to herself in pieces.Not all at once—never all at once. First the ache. A deep, spreading soreness that made her feel like she’d been folded wrong and left that way. Then the sounds. Low voices. Shoes on tile. A monitor ticking out a rhythm she didn’t recognize but somehow knew was hers.Her eyelids fluttered.She didn’t open them.She listened.“…pressure’s holding for now.”“For now,” another voice echoed. Male. Tired.“We’ve done what we can medically. But the pregnancy is complicating things.”That word snagged.Pregnancy.Her breath stuttered, shallow and instinctive. A hand—hers—twitched weakly against the sheet.“Internal bleeding is under control,” a woman continued. “But if it spikes again, we’re out of options.”There was a pause. The kind doctors used when they were bracing for impact.“To save her, we’d need to terminate.”The word landed heavily.Terminate.Something inside her snapped awake.No.The thought came sharp and clear, louder than the pain, loude
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Chapter Nine: Deadbeat
The room had gone quiet again.Not empty—never empty in a hospital—but settled into that strange pause between interruptions. Machines hummed. A cart rattled somewhere down the corridor. Voices rose and fell beyond the door, lives moving on while hers stayed pinned to this narrow bed.Mia stared at the ceiling, counting nothing.Chris stood near the window.He hadn’t sat. Hadn’t leaned. Just stood there with his hands in his pockets, shoulders stiff, like he didn’t trust himself to relax. The fluorescent light caught the side of his face—sharp cheekbone, jaw clenched hard enough to ache. His skin was a deep, warm, familiar in a way that made her chest tighten without permission. He looked taller than she remembered, or maybe she was just smaller now, trapped under wires and sheets and too many things she couldn’t escape.She broke the silence first.“Why are you here?”Her voice surprised her. Steadier than she felt. Low. Flat.Chris turned from the window slowly, like the movement co
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Chapter Ten: England
The decision arrived the way most things did lately—without ceremony, without asking whether she was ready.Two doctors stood at the foot of Mia’s bed. One older, hair threaded with gray, eyes careful. The other younger, clipped, efficient, already half-thinking about the next patient. A nurse hovered near the door, tablet hugged to her chest.Chris stood off to the side.He hadn’t moved since they started talking.“We’ve reviewed the scans again,” the older doctor said. “There are multiple fragments of glass embedded in the abdominal cavity. Some are dangerously close to the uterus.”Mia’s fingers tightened in the blanket.The younger doctor continued. “Because you’ve declined termination, our options here are limited. We can stabilize you temporarily, but the surgery required is highly specialized.”“Where?” Mia asked. Her voice sounded distant to her own ears.The older doctor hesitated, then answered, “England. There’s a maternal trauma unit equipped to handle this kind of case wh
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