All Chapters of Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Vienna’s POVI crossed my arms. "What happened to not trying to buy your way back into my life, Warren? You hang a fancy chandelier in my bakery, and not even five minutes later you’re asking me out to dinner?"His smile was boyish, and I hated how it tugged at something soft inside me. "Guilty," he admitted, lifting his hands in surrender. "It’s just… yesterday, with Oliver…" His voice trailed off for a moment. "I had such a lovely time. It just felt… right. Like how things should’ve been all along."I let out a long sigh. "You say that now, but Warren… Things between us weren’t exactly fairy-tale material. You can’t just sweep in with flowers and chandeliers, and expect me to forget all of it.""I don’t expect you to forget," he said quietly, stepping closer. "I only hope you’ll give me the chance to prove I’m not that man anymore. Let me show you what life could look like if we… tried again."I hesitated, arms tightening around myself as Oliver’s sleepy voice from last night replay

Vienna’s POVOliver turned to me, his little face twisted in confusion. "What I not know, Mama?!"My mouth went dry. I crouched quickly, brushing my hand over his hair to soothe him. "Sweetheart, let’s focus on Big Man right now, okay? He needs you. We’ll… talk about this later, I promise."He hesitated, staring at me for a long moment. Then, he nodded. "Okay, Mama." He took a deep breath and walked ahead toward Warren’s room, his little shoulders squared with determination.As soon as he was out of earshot, Elliot shifted uncomfortably. His expression was half-ashamed, half-regretful. "I’m sorry, Vienna," he said quietly. "I thought—""Don’t," I cut in sharply, my voice a whisper laced with steel. "Just… please, let me handle it."He grimaced, then gave a small, guilty nod. "Of course. I didn’t mean to put you in that position."I exhaled slowly, fighting the urge to snap further. "You already did. But it’s fine. I’ll deal with Oliver."There was a pause, then Elliot’s expression so

Vienna’s POVI must’ve made a sound, because the nurse glanced over her shoulder and nearly jumped. She quickly cleared her throat and straightened, continuing with a little more haste.Warren followed her gaze, turning toward the door. His eyes lit up instantly when he saw me. "V," he said warmly.The nurse gave me a polite smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. "I was just finishing up, Mr. Hale," she said to Warren. Her voice was a little too soft, too sweet."Thanks, Julia," Warren said distractedly, not taking his gaze off me.Julia gave one last dab with the cloth, her fingers brushing his skin, then gathered her supplies."If you need anything else, just press the call button," she murmured, flashing Warren a flirty smile before sweeping past me toward the hall.I exhaled sharply, realizing I’d been holding my breath.Warren was still shirtless, leaning back against the pillows. A grin spread over his face. "You came."I lifted the box in my hands. "Of course. You know I always

Vienna’s POV"Vienna? What’s wrong?" Warren’s voice was laced with concern as he leaned forward, trying to see what I was staring at. His gaze followed mine to the open file in my hands."I, uh…" My throat felt dry as sand. I quickly snapped the file shut. "Nothing. It’s nothing."But inside, I was spiraling. The memories crashed into me. All the long nights spent at the hospital after Daniel’s death, stalking Dr. Smith’s office, desperate for answers. For years, I’d begged, demanded, pleaded to know who had received Daniel’s heart. They never told me. And yet… somehow… I’d fallen in love with the man who carried it. My vision blurred, my chest tightened. It was almost too much to comprehend."Vienna?" Warren’s voice broke through again, gentler now, careful. "Please, talk to me. Tell me what’s going on. You look like you’ve seen a ghost."I swallowed hard. My lips parted but no words came. How could I possibly tell him? That every time his heart beat, it was Daniel’s? That maybe—j

Warren’s POVDr. Smith hesitated, shifting uncomfortably in his chair. "I’m really not in a position to tell you, Warren. You know the rules."My jaw clenched. "Come on, Doc. I’ve trusted you with my life. I’m not asking for much. Just the truth.""I can’t," he said firmly, though his eyes flickered with something… Guilt? Worry? "Patient confidentiality doesn’t end with death.""Bullshit." My voice rose as I struggled to keep my composure. "Something about this isn’t right, and Vienna knows it too. I saw it in her face. She’s hiding something from me, and you know what it is.""Warren…" he pleaded, his voice heavy, "Please. Don’t press me on this."The finality in his tone made my stomach drop. I knew I wasn’t getting anywhere. With a muttered curse, I stormed out of his office, my ribs protesting with every step.But I wasn’t giving up. Not now.I drove straight across town to Cole’s new headquarters. After Desiree’s little kidnapping stunt, he’d relocated to what could only be descri