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305: WHERE DOES IT HURT?
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The Billionaire’s Regret 305: WHERE DOES IT HURT?
ELARA’S POV Nate places another kiss on my forehead. His lips linger longer than the last three times. “I know I look like a ghost,” I sigh just as another silent sting hits my lower back. My whole body feels like it is falling apart. Even though the bleeding has stopped completely, I keep drifting in and out of sleep. The IV needles have left tiny bruises and punctures all over my hands. At this point even breathing feels like a chore. “You do not look like a ghost, my love.” He smiles and snuggles closer, acting like this narrow hospital bed was made for the two of us. “Oh really?” I lift a brow, but my voice comes out so faint it is almost a whisper. “Yes,” he says, sounding entirely too confident. “You were staring so much I could see my dark circles reflected in your eyes.” He turns to me, studying my face with the seriousness of a surgeon. “I don’t see any dark circles here.” I can’t help but smile. “You don’t have to lie. I am supposed to look like a ghost, yo
The Billionaire’s Regret 304: THE CHOICE THAT BREAKS HIM
NATE’S POV The clock on the wall is ticking too loudly. Or maybe it’s just my pulse hammering in my ears. I’m sitting across from the doctor, but I feel like I’m not really here. Like my body arrived, but my mind is still back in that hallway where she collapsed in my arms for the second time in barely two days. Two bleeding episodes. Two brushes with the worst possibility imaginable. The doctor clears her throat gently, and my spine turns to stone. “We stabilized the bleeding again…” she begins, eyes flicking down to the tablet in her hand, “but your wife’s pregnancy remains extremely high-risk.” That word — wife — burns through my chest. It makes everything feel sharper. Real. Close. “How high-risk?” My voice doesn’t even sound like mine. It’s rough, scraped out of my throat. The doctor looks at me with that clinical sympathy I hate more than anything in this world. “Mr. Hale… her uterine lining is very thin. The placenta hasn’t attached well. And given the r
The Billionaire’s Regret 303: SAVE THEM.
NATE’S POVI can’t sit. I can’t breathe. I can’t think.Ten minutes ago, she was in my arms. Bleeding. Crying.Now I’m useless — stuck in a hallway while strangers decide if she lives.I pace. I curse. I tear at my hair.Every time those doors swing open, my heart stops. And every time it isn’t her, it drops straight to hell.A nurse finally steps out — the one who rushed her inside.I’m on her instantly.“Is she okay? Tell me she’s okay.”“Mr. Hales, please calm—”“No. Tell me what’s happening.”Her expression stays maddeningly blank.“We’re working to stabilize her. She lost more blood than expected.”My knees nearly buckle.“Is she still—”I choke. I can’t finish it.“Yes. She’s alive.”Air finally enters my lungs… then freezes again.“But she is not out of danger yet.”I step closer, voice breaking.“What about the baby?”Her mouth tightens like the answer hurts her too.“There’s a heartbeat,” she says quietly.“Faint. But it’s there.”A sound tears out of me — relief tangled with
The Billionaire’s Regret 302: DON’T LEAVE ME
ELARAS POV. My breath comes in short, broken bursts as I cling to the wall. My legs won’t hold me. The world tilts, blurs, then tilts again. Why… why does it hurt this much? Nate’s arms are around me before I even hit the floor. “Elara?” His voice cracks. Actually cracks. I barely hear him over the rush in my ears. “I—I’m okay…” I’m lying. He knows I’m lying. The pain rips through me again, sharper, angrier, and I fold forward with a choked gasp. Tears blurring my vision. “Elara, look at me.” His hands cup my face, trembling. Nate never trembles. But I can’t focus. It feels like something is slipping out of me. Like I’m losing something I don’t want to lose. My fingers shake as I look down and see the blood. My stomach drops. “No… no, no, no… please…” Nate goes pale. He doesn’t waste a second. He scoops me up, holds me tight against him, and runs. I can feel his heart hammering through his chest, loud and terrified. “Nate—” “Don’t talk.” His ja
The Billionaire’s Regret 301: IT’S HAPPENING AGAIN.
ELARA’S POV Nate’s hand brushes against my cheek. “Easy,” he murmurs, a soft smile tugging at his lips. “Just wanted to adjust your head you were dozing off in the most awkward position.” “I wasn’t asleep,” I mumble, voice thick with denial. “Sure you weren’t,” he teases quietly. “You even drooled a little.” My eyes widen. “I did not.” He chuckles. “You did. Just a little. Kind of cute, though.” I groan and push his hand away, but the sound of his laughter, melts something tight inside my chest. For a moment, it almost feels like the world isn’t closing in on me. Almost. When his phone buzzes again, the air shifts. His smile fades. “I need to take this,” he says, standing. “Chris must’ve found something” I nod and watch him walk toward the hallway, his voice already dropping to that sharp, commanding tone again. The silence that follows feels too still. Too careful. I stand slowly. My body feels heavier than it should, my lower abdomen tugging with a dull, persist
The Billionaire’s Regret 300: IM NOT CALM.
ELARA’S POVNate helps me back to my seat by the island, his hand warm around mine while my heart pounds so fast it drowns out every other sound.Nicolas has been sending me flowers.Not threats. Not bloody letters… freaking Flowers!My favorite kind, with those sweet little notes tucked inside.What is he doing this time? What’s he trying to say?The room feels colder than it should. The silence presses against my skin. I pull my knees up to my chest on the couch, fingers locking so tight they start to hurt. Every time I blink, I see the roses again the handwriting that wasn’t Nate’s , but still felt like his.How could I be so dumb. How did I not notice? Nate kneels in front of me, his tone calm, steady, unshaken. “Elara. Breathe.”“I am,” I whisper, but even I can hear the lie in my voice.His hand covers mine, strong and grounding. “Look at me.”I do. And for one small second, it almost feels like I’m standing still again. His calm doesn’t erase the panic, but it keeps me from ti
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