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Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back)

Too Late for Sorry, Mr. Billionaire (Chasing my Wife Back)

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-28
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Language: English
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Synopsis

Drama

Fast-Paced Plot

CEO

Pregnant

Regret

Runaway with a Baby

ADRIAN Cole had it all. Wealth, power, a beautiful wife, and a daughter who adored him. But one mistake… one affair… and one phone call from his mistress was enough to shatter the perfect life he thought he controlled. When Amelia walked away, she didn’t just leave her husband behind, she carried a secret of her own, a secret that would change everything. Now Adrian is left chasing shadows of the woman who once loved him, realizing too late that money and pride can’t heal the wounds of betrayal. But the road back to Amelia’s heart isn’t just blocked by her pain, it’s poisoned by the jealousy of her own sister, whose hidden hatred runs deeper than anyone could imagine. Caught between regret, family betrayal, and the fight for the woman he once took for granted, Adrian must prove that his love is real this time. But what if Amelia’s forgiveness is the one thing he can never buy back? A story of betrayal, heartbreak, and redemption. Will love survive when it’s already too late for sorry?

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Anjali Sood
Anjali Sood
Iam waiting for next chapters
2026-03-02 20:08:17
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bEn
bEn
OMG... who's this new guy in the picture? And is Amelia already falling for him? As for the guy I can see he's fallen for her already. Now, I'm loving how this is going, revenge would probably be sweet. Watch your back, Charles!!!
2026-01-31 17:11:45
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bEn
bEn
ok, now I'm beginning to like it back again, Amelia is still certainly whom we think she's
2026-01-31 17:10:25
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devil
devil
what a beautiful and wonderful book
2026-01-29 21:13:49
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Banupriya Manickam
Banupriya Manickam
Excellent narration author!!... I really Iike how it goes...
2026-01-26 22:12:06
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285 Chapters
001
THE Tuesday morning sun filtered gently through the tall velvet drapes, spilling faint golden light across the master bedroom. The room itself was a blend of elegance and warmth, walls paneled with deep mahogany, a chandelier that hung from the high ceiling like a jeweled crown, and a king-sized bed draped in soft, ivory sheets and a heavy duvet embroidered with gold patterns. The faint scent of lavender lingered in the air, the work of Amelia’s nighttime candles, their glow now extinguished.On the bed, Adrian lay fast asleep, his breathing calm and steady, his arm stretched across the empty space where his wife usually rested. His handsome face was softened in slumber, unaware of what the morning had in store for him.Then it came.A scream, shrill, sudden, piercing echoed from downstairs. His eyes shot open, heart thudding against his chest. With a sharp gasp, he sat upright and instinctively turned to his side. The bed was empty.“Babe? Babe?” his voice broke into the silence, urg
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THE kitchen felt unusually quiet after the heavy front door shut behind Adrian. The faint echo of his polished shoes against the marble floor lingered in Amelia’s ears long after he had gone. She stood still for a moment, her fingers brushing over the back of the chair he had occupied for a snappy breakfast, staring at the untouched piece of toast on his plate. He had barely eaten, as usual, too preoccupied with the day’s looming appointments.Amelia sighed softly. She gathered the plates and set them in the sink, forcing herself into motion. The clinking of ceramic was the only sound filling the room, accompanied by the hum of the refrigerator. She didn’t like silence, at least, not this kind. It wasn’t peaceful; it was hollow.From the hallway came the sound of small, eager footsteps. “Mommy!” Hazel, called, dragging her schoolbag along the floor. “Is Daddy gone already?”Amelia turned, her heart tightening at the sight of her little girl’s expectant face. Hazel was barely seven, w
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THE hum of the car engine slowed into silence as Adrian pulled into the parking lot. Morning sunlight danced across the sleek black paint, reflecting the kind of success that needed no chauffeur, no driver in the front seat, just Adrian himself, the man who preferred control in everything he touched. He exhaled slowly, a habit he had never managed to shake off before stepping into the world of work.Just as he reached for his briefcase, his phone buzzed on the passenger seat. The vibration was sharp, urgent, and yet when his eyes dropped to the screen, his lips curved into a private smile.The Automobile Guy.Of course, no one at home and work would ever suspect what that name meant. For them, it was just another client, another business contact. For his wife, it was the company's automobile repairer. But Adrian knew better. The moment he swiped the screen, her voice flooded his ear like velvet.“Happy birthday, darling.”The softness of her tone carried a promise, one that made him l
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THE house was unusually quiet that morning, the soft hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen being the only constant sound. Mrs. Harlow sat in her favorite chair by the living room window, a delicate teacup balanced in her hand. She had that pinched look on her face, the one that meant she had been waiting for an opportunity to speak her mind.Claire walked in, her hair hastily tied up, her eyes shadowed with sleeplessness. She had barely managed a smile since her breakup weeks ago, but she was trying, at least in her own way.Her mother’s gaze flicked to her instantly. “Claire,” Mrs. Harlow started, her voice sharp yet laced with an air of superiority, “I don’t know what is wrong with you. Honestly, I don’t.” She set the cup down on the table with a quiet clink. “Twenty-eight years old and still unable to keep a man for longer than five months. Do you ever stop to ask yourself why?”Claire froze at the doorway, already weary of where this was going. “Mother, not this morning,” she m
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THE glass entrance doors of Cole Holdings swung open, and Adrian stepped into the late evening air with a calm precision that mirrored his reputation. The city was awash in the faint glow of streetlights beginning to hum alive, while the final rays of sunset streaked amber against the steel and glass towers.He carried himself with the kind of composure that commanded silent respect. His tailored suit hugged his lean frame; his polished shoes clicked against the concrete floor with rhythmic authority. In his right hand, he held his sleek black briefcase, the same one he had carried for years, each detail carefully maintained, not a scratch out of place. In his left ear, a single airpod gleamed under the dying sun, pulsing faintly as he dialed a contact on his phone.His thumb slid effortlessly over the screen, eyes narrowing slightly at the familiar name. The call rang once. Twice. And then—“Mr. Adrian!”A voice broke the rhythm of the evening. Adrian stilled mid-step, recognizing th
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THE dining room glowed warmly under the soft light of the chandelier, the polished mahogany table spread with elegance and care. Roasted lamb sat at the center, its golden-brown crust glistening, surrounded by bowls of buttery mashed potatoes, roasted vegetables, and fresh bread rolls still steaming. A strawberry cheesecake decorated with tiny chocolate shavings waited at the far end, alongside a bottle of red wine, glasses already set. The table was neatly laid with silver cutlery, folded napkins, and a few birthday decorations Hazel had insisted on, balloons tied to the chairs, a small “Happy Birthday” banner tucked against the wall. Everything looked perfect, prepared for the celebration Adrian had promised to make time for.Amelia stepped out of the kitchen carrying the last dish, a tray of glazed chicken wings, and placed it gently on the table. She smoothed her dress, an elegant navy-blue gown that hugged her figure yet looked effortlessly graceful, her hair curled neatly around
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007
THE irritation on her face was evident.“Yes, and so?” Vivian asked, her voice edged with irritation, her face still heavy with makeup from the night before.“I have to go,” Adrian muttered, sliding out of bed. He bent to pick up his clothes from the floor, scattered in careless heaps from their sweet, reckless sex.She watched him, her large lips parting in disbelief. “You are being serious right now?”“Yes, I have to go.” He pulled his shirt over his body and began buttoning it up with frantic hands.Vivian clutched the duvet tighter against her chest, her eyes narrowing. “But it is late.”“I promised my family dinner, and I have to be there.” He scrambled into his suit jacket, fumbling with the sleeves as if the urgency alone might justify him.“That is what I’m saying. It is late already. What is the point?” Her words came sharper now, her tone biting as she tilted her chin defiantly.“The point is—” Adrian turned to face her, his eyes dark, his jaw set. “I promised my family di
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THE next morning crept in softly, sunlight filtering through the blinds of the suburban house. Birds chattered outside, their songs piercing the quiet stillness of dawn. For once, Adrian was not in bed, nor hunched over his phone checking emails. He was in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, an apron tied neatly around his waist. The apron was white with bold, faded-blue letters across it: “Best Daddy in the World.” Amelia had bought it for him years ago as a Father’s Day gift, and though he rarely wore it, today felt like the right time.The smell of eggs sizzling on the pan, butter melting over toast, and bacon crisping in the oven filled the kitchen. Adrian moved with unusual care, flipping pancakes onto a plate, drizzling syrup in small, careful circles. He wanted it to look perfect. He wanted this morning to be different, a balm to soothe over last night’s silence and the cold wall Amelia had began building against him, again.At the clatter of a bedroom door upstairs, Adrian paused,
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009
A few hours after breakfast, the house had settled into its usual rhythm. The sunlight streaming through the blinds shifted gently across the bedroom floor, warming the edges of the bed where Amelia sat. Hazel had already left for school, she had taken the school bus today. A large brown basket of laundry sat at Amelia's feet, filled to the brim with clothes from the day before. Filled with Hazel’s tiny dresses, Adrian’s crisp shirts, her own folded blouses.She worked quietly, folding piece after piece with deliberate neatness, the steady rhythm of her hands a contrast to the restless energy in the room. Across from her, Adrian paced. He was already dressed for the office, tie knotted, jacket buttoned, shoes polished to perfection. Yet, he hadn’t left. His briefcase sat on the armchair by the window, untouched.Every few steps, he would stop, glance toward Amelia’s direction, then resume pacing again, as though rehearsing words he couldn’t quite string together.Amelia ignored him.
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010
THE boutique was alive with its usual soft hum of activity. The name “Satin & Sage” gleamed in gold cursive across the glass doors, catching the attention of women passing by. Inside, racks of elegant dresses shimmered under warm lights, their fabrics whispering of class and poise.In the women’s section, Amelia stood with one of her sales reps, a clipboard in her hand. Her eyes, calm yet sharp, scanned the displays while she gave orders in a gentle but firm tone.“Shift the emerald gowns closer to the front. They will catch better in the sunlight. And please make sure the mannequins are dressed in full sets, accessories included. Presentation is everything.”The sales rep nodded and hurried off, leaving Amelia to adjust a lace sleeve on one of the mannequins. Just then, the soft click of heels approached, and Amelia turned.“Look who we have here,” she said warmly.It was Claire, dressed impeccably as always, her figure draped in a chic beige pantsuit, her feet in pointed stilettos,
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