All Chapters of Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

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Chapter 191 - Justice for the Wicked

Warren’s POVDesiree’s trial dragged on for days. Her mother had clearly pulled strings. She had one of the best lawyers in the city. Gerard DuPont, smug and relentless, chipped away at the prosecution with cold precision. He twisted facts until they barely resembled the truth.I was called to the stand, again and again. Each time, DuPont tried to rattle me. He questioned my memory, my motives, my state of mind. I held firm, but each round left me feeling like I’d been dragged through mud.On the final day, the air in the courtroom felt heavier than ever. I sat next to Fred, who leaned toward me, whispering, "You know, if this hadn’t been so drawn out, I’d be meeting with a potential client in Geneva right now. How’s business at Luxe?""As usual," I said curtly, not even looking at him. Since overhearing that conversation about Vienna, I hadn’t been able to stomach his small talk. Or him.He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Anyway. Hopefully this wraps soon."I kept my eyes fixed ahea

Chapter 192 - Cordon Bleu Closure

Vienna’s POVI still sat there, my hands trembling slightly. The hijacked phone call kept replaying in my mind.Warren seriously thought Oliver was Fred’s son? After everything?My chest tightened. Had he ever really known me? Because if he had, he’d know I could never, ever cheat.I wondered if he’d ever figure out that Fred was my half-brother. God, he’d probably feel like an idiot.I stepped out onto the villa’s wide balcony, wrapping Oliver tighter in his soft blanket. The city stretched before us, subtle hints of spring starting to show.I kissed the top of Oliver’s head. "Your daddy’s just… confused, little one," I murmured. "Maybe one day, you’ll meet him. But if he can’t act like a decent person… if he keeps believing lies instead of trusting me... then he doesn’t get to be in your life. I won’t let him hurt you too."Living at the villa again felt surreal. Jacques was over the moon that I’d returned. Every day he brought us little treats—fresh croissants, delicate chocolates,

Chapter 193 - Survival of the Fittest

Warren’s POVDays turned to weeks, weeks to months. Every free minute I had, I spent in the gym, driving my body past its limits. The memory of being so close to death—so weak, so helpless—haunted me. I had to rebuild myself from the ground up. Stronger. Harder. Unbreakable.It became an obsession."Jesus, man," Noah said one night, watching me slam the weighted sled across the floor, sweat pouring off me. "You trying to kill yourself again?"I didn’t stop. "Actually, I’m trying to live."When I wasn’t working out, I threw myself into work. I stayed late, started early. Just so I wouldn’t have to go home and sit with my thoughts. Noah dragged me out some nights, trying to shake me loose. But even the noise and neon of nightclubs couldn’t drown out the ache in my chest.Women threw themselves at me, more than ever. And yet…"Not interested," I’d say again and again, brushing off advances with a polite smile.No one made me feel the way Vienna did. And I knew, deep down, that no one ev

Chapter 194 - Raging Rivalry

Warren’s POV"So my suspicions were true," I said slowly, my blood boiling. "You were trying to steal her from me."Raphaël’s jaw tensed. "Steal her?" he repeated, voice low. "Vienna divorced you, Warren. There’s nothing between you and her. Not anymore.""You have no idea what our situation is like," I growled."I lived with Vienna for months," he snapped. "I know exactly what she was going through. You weren’t there. I was.""And I lived with her for years," I shot back, teeth clenched. "Through everything. You think a few croissants and pity made you closer to her than I was?"He laughed, dry and bitter. "From what Vienna told me, you barely listened, never trusted her, kept prioritizing your precious stepsister over her. You lost her for a reason, Warren."I stood suddenly, taking a threatening step toward him. "Careful what you say next," I growled.Raphaël’s eyes narrowed. "Or what? You’ll start yelling? Or are you gonna knock me unconscious like you did to that poor Fred guy.""

Chapter 195 - Graduation Day

Vienna’s POV[1.5 years later]I stood at the edge of the auditorium, taking it all in. The Cordon Bleu emblem gleamed on the stage backdrop. I couldn’t believe I was graduating today. After two and a half years of hard work and dedication, my time in Paris had come to an end.My eyes scanned the crowd. There they were, in the front row—my people.Bella and Noah sat in the center of the group. They were laughing, holding hands. Bella grinned at me when our eyes met, holding up her thumbs and mouthing, "YOU DID IT!"Eleanor and Harold sat on either side of the group, trying their best to pretend the other wasn’t there. Even Jacques had insisted on coming. He caught my eye and smiled, raising his champagne glass in salute.Fred sat next to Harold with my little boy in his lap. Oliver wore a tiny chef’s hat that was still far too big for his head. My wild, two-year-old miracle.He spotted me and squealed, "Mama!"I laughed and waved, tears prickling my eyes. God, he was growing so fast.

Chapter 196 - Flying Home

Vienna’s POV"Congratulations, Vienna." Raphaël’s voice was hoarse. He looked like he hadn’t slept properly in weeks. Maybe months."…Thanks," I said slowly, unsure where this conversation was going.He shifted his weight, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jacket. "So… you’ll be leaving Paris soon, huh?"I nodded. "Flying home tonight."He looked down at his shoes. "I’ll miss seeing you in class."I didn’t answer. What could I possibly say to that?Then he looked up, straight at me, and said something entirely unexpected."I still love you, you know."My breath caught in my throat."Raphaël…" I took a step back, blinking. "But… we never even dated."He gave a small, hollow laugh. "I know. I think that’s what makes it worse. I can’t stop imagining what it could’ve been like. If I hadn’t messed everything up."I shook my head gently. "It’s probably for the best that I’m leaving town. Now you can finally move on."He shrugged, eyes still locked on mine. "I’ve tried. I really have

Chapter 197 - A Mother’s Mess

Vienna’s POVI arrived at the McAllister estate with Oliver perched on my hip. His wide eyes soaked in every detail of the sprawling mansion."Big house," he whispered.I smiled. "It is, baby. We’re going to live here for a while."Harold opened the front door for us. "Welcome home," he said warmly. "I’m so glad you decided to move in here, Vienna. The house has felt so empty since…"I nodded softly. The divorce must’ve been hard on him too."I do want to get my own place, eventually," I said gently. "But while Oliver and I are getting settled… we couldn’t be more grateful. Thank you, Dad."He nodded, emotion flickering behind his eyes. "You’re always welcome here, both of you."We carried our bags upstairs and settled into Fred’s old room.A beautiful white cot had been set up beside the bed, and Fred’s old dollhouse stood in the corner, next to a chest brimming with toys."Mama! Cars!" Oliver scrambled down from my arms and immediately ran to the chest. I laughed. "Those were your u

Chapter 198 - The Past, Uninvited

Vienna’s POVHarold and Célestine jumped up like two teenagers caught red-handed."Vienna!" Harold said, his face flushed. "Oh dear, we lost track of time."Célestine stood frozen beside him, eyes wide and brimming with tears. "Oh, Vienna," she whispered. "You look beautiful. I’ve missed you."I stared at her, stunned, barely able to process what I was seeing. Her hair had grown back since the last time I saw her. It curled softly at her jawline. A deep brown—like mine—with streaks of silver that glinted under the chandelier light. The resemblance between us was undeniable now.But I couldn’t let myself soften. The pain still ran too deep."What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, my voice sharp.Her expression didn’t change. If anything, she looked relieved to hear my anger instead of silence. "I felt it was time to come home," she said quietly. "Back to my roots. I left Kingsford to run away from my mistakes. But I’ve come back to face them. To own what I did."I opened my mout

Chapter 199 - Don’t Blow It

Warren’s POVI couldn’t believe my eyes. The woman I’d spent two years chasing across the globe… was standing right in front of me.Vienna… My Vienna…Her soft skin glowed in the morning light streaming through the window. God, she was breathtaking.Her mahogany hair had been cut into a long bob, the thick waves framing her delicate features. Her deep blue eyes had a few faint laugh lines, making her look more mature, more untouchable."It’s really you," I breathed, my voice catching somewhere between awe and disbelief.Her initial flash of shock quickly narrowed into suspicion. "How did you find me?"A hearty laugh escaped me before I could stop it. "Vienna, I didn’t ‘find’ you," I said warmly. "I just got back from Paris—spent years trying to track you down there—and now, on a random work errand in our hometown, I run into you. You can’t make this stuff up."Her gaze sharpened. "A work errand? Here?"I nodded toward the office behind me. "My favorite interior designer in the city. I

Chapter 200 - Comebacks & Second Chances

Vienna’s POVI stared at Warren. The man I used to love. The father of my child. I couldn’t help but see some of Oliver’s features in him. Somehow, that made my heart soften—just a little.And I had to admit… he looked way better than he had when I last saw him. His shoulders, arms and chest seemed to have doubled in size, muscles straining beneath his suit. His hazel eyes looked brighter, clearer somehow. His jaw had sharpened, his skin glowed. But it wasn’t just his looks. There was something… steadier in him now. Less impulsive. As if the storm I used to know had finally found its center.His gaze lingered on mine, unreadable but intense. It took everything in me not to let my confusion show.His words had moved me more than I liked to admit. The walls I’d spent so long stacking, brick by stubborn brick, were starting to show cracks.Part of me hated how he still got to me. But another part—quieter, lonelier—was curious about this supposedly changed man."I honestly don’t know wh

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