All Chapters of Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

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Chapter 271 - Dishonest Decisions

Vienna’s POVI was about to snap, "That’s none of your damn business," at Ashley.The words were already on my tongue when I caught her expression—those wide, uncertain eyes that always looked like they were waiting for rejection. She’d been trying so hard lately. Showing up early, staying late. Doing everything she could to make up for the past.I exhaled, my tension draining a little. "Yeah," I said finally. "That was Warren. Oliver’s dad. I, uh… might’ve just destroyed whatever we had, or could’ve had… once and for all.""Oh," she said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "The way you say it makes it sound like you have regrets."I gave a humorless laugh, reaching for the tray of cooling muffins. "Maybe. I don’t know. Things are… complicated between us."Ashley nodded, her face open and patient, the opposite of the gossipy girl I used to know. Somehow, that made me talk. And once I started, I couldn’t stop.As we worked side by side—her kneading dough, me glazing pastr

Chapter 272 - Welcome Home

Vienna’s POVThe next few days at the bakery passed in a blur of flour, frosting, and forced politeness.Ashley kept trying to get back on my good side. Asking if I wanted coffee, offering to help with extra shifts, complimenting my piping techniques like I hadn’t been doing this my entire life. I ignored her, pretending I didn’t hear half of what she said.The others noticed, of course.Zoey, our barista, tried to lighten the air. "You two should really do a bake-off," she joked one morning. "Winner picks the playlist for the week."Ashley forced a laugh. "Oh, I’d lose. Vienna’s the queen here."I didn’t even look up from my tray. "Glad you know it," I muttered.The silence that followed was thick enough to slice with a knife.When my phone buzzed that afternoon, and I saw Bella’s name light up the screen, I almost sighed with relief."Vienna!" she said, breathless and excited. "They called. We can come get Lily today. Noah and I are heading to the orphanage now. Do you want to come

Chapter 273 - Ghosts in Broad Daylight

Vienna’s POVI threw myself into my new project at the orphanage with everything I had. Designing and setting up a little bakery corner there filled every free hour I could find. Measuring countertops, sketching layouts, testing recipes—it all helped quiet the noise inside me. All the chaos, the anger, the heartbreak… it all faded when I focused on the children and this new purpose I’d found. It was exactly what I needed.At Petit Paris, Zoey became my eyes and ears while I was away. One afternoon, she caught me at the back door, lowering her voice."Vienna, just so you know—Ashley’s been good. Shows up early, helps the others, never complains. If she’s acting up, she’s hiding it really well."I nodded slowly. "Thanks, Zoey. Just… keep an eye out, alright? I’ve got cameras installed now too, just in case."She grinned. "You really don’t trust easily, do you?""Not anymore," I murmured.A few days later, when I stopped by the bakery to check in, Ashley was waiting by the counter, wrin

Chapter 274 - Lost & Almost Found

Vienna’s POV"You know Daniel?" the man asked, stepping closer, cautious hope in his eyes.As he moved into the light, I froze. There were similarities—the same height, the same jawline, even the same dimple in his left cheek—but there were also differences. His hair was shorter and slightly darker. His voice had a rough edge Daniel’s never had."Wait…" I blinked, my pulse quickening. "You’re… not him?"The man looked startled. "No, I—"But I was already sinking into a chair, my breath leaving me in a rush. "Oh God," I whispered, pressing a hand to my chest. "I thought I’d just seen a ghost.""A ghost?" he repeated softly, a crease forming between his brows. "You don’t mean…"I looked up at him again, meeting those eyes that weren’t Daniel’s but almost were, and it hit me like a wave. The grief. The ache. The impossible wish that it was him standing there."I… I’m sorry, sir," I managed, my voice trembling. "But if you’re not Daniel, then… who are you?"He sat down on the chair beside

Chapter 275 - Daniel’s Haunting

Vienna’s POVEdward’s request caught me off guard. "Oh…" I hesitated, rubbing my palms together. "Uh… Warren and I aren’t exactly on speaking terms right now."Edward’s brow furrowed, his tone softening. "I see. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I just—" He took a deep breath. "—if Daniel’s heart is still beating out there somewhere, I’d like to meet the person who carries it.""I get that," I said carefully. "It’s just… a sensitive topic for him."Edward nodded thoughtfully. "But what if," he added, "somehow, part of Daniel’s personality has transferred too. It can’t be a coincidence you ended up falling in love with this man, right?"My throat suddenly felt dry. "I… Uh… I don’t know. Maybe not…""Maybe," he said gently, "you could just pass on his details? I can find him myself. I don’t even have to mention that I found out through you."I studied him for a moment—the familiar tilt of his head, the way he clasped his hands when nervous. It was so Daniel it almost hurt."Okay,

Chapter 276 - Drunk on Adrenaline

Warren’s POVSomehow, I was at the bar again. At ‘our afterwork ritual’, as Lauren liked to call it. She’d managed to drag me out every single night this week. I honestly didn’t have the energy to resist.I just sat next to her like furniture, staring at the condensation sliding down my glass. I tipped it back and swallowed the last of my whiskey. "Another?" Lauren asked with one of her too-sugary smiles.I nodded. Not because I wanted it, but because it was easier than thinking.When the bartender slid another drink in front of me, Lauren launched into another story about work. Her laughter filled the empty space between us.But all I could think about was Vienna. After our last encounter at the bakery, it felt like all was lost.I used to live for her. Breathe for her. Every rhythm of my heart—Daniel’s heart—used to beat for her.And now, every time it did, it hurt."Hey," Lauren’s voice cut through my thoughts. "You okay? You’ve been zoning out all night."I gave her a small shrug.

Chapter 277 - Messages & Mayhem

Vienna’s POVThe next morning, I woke up feeling like I hadn’t slept at all. My body was heavy, my mind fogged, my dreams a blur of faces I’d rather forget.I reached for my phone on the nightstand and blinked at the notification light.1 new message—unknown number. Attached photos."Probably spam," I muttered, tossing the phone aside. I didn’t have the energy to deal with scams or whatever fresh nonsense the internet had for me.After a quick shower and some light makeup to disguise the exhaustion under my eyes, I headed to Petit Paris. The smell of butter, coffee and vanilla wrapped around me the moment I walked in.Ashley was already in the kitchen, piping cream into éclairs. When our eyes met, she smiled cautiously. "Morning.""Morning," I said, keeping my tone neutral but not cold. The fragile truce between us was holding.The other staff noticed, too. Zoey joked, "Wow, it’s peaceful in here. I’m starting to miss the silent tension already." Everyone laughed—even me.It felt good

Chapter 278 - Not in the Mood

Warren’s POVI woke up with a head full of hangover and regret. There was a faint, rusty smear of blood on my pillowcase."Just great," I muttered, dragging myself to the bathroom.The mirror did me no favors. My lip was split, my left eye darkened with a bruise underneath. I pressed my fingertips to the swelling and winced.Last night replayed in jagged fragments: Enzo’s fist colliding with my face. The taste of whiskey. And… Lauren’s lips.That damn kiss.I’d pushed her away—eventually. But far too late. That camera flash… Had someone been watching us? Or had it just been my imagination? I couldn’t tell in my drunken haze."Fucking idiot," I groaned at my reflection.I’d barely been myself last night. Now, in the cold light of morning, all I felt was shame."Why is my life such a mess?" I muttered, turning on the shower and stepping under the spray, hoping it could wash off the guilt.At the office, the morning crawled by. People kept sneaking glances at my face, whispering in low

Chapter 279 - It’s a Date

Vienna’s POVOver the next few days, Edward became a familiar presence at the orphanage. Every morning, he’d stroll in with that easy smile and roll up his sleeves like he belonged there."Need a hand, Chef?" he’d tease, already tying an apron around his waist before I could say no."Only if you promise not to burn anything this time," I’d shoot back, smirking as I handed him a whisk.He laughed softly. "Hey, those croissants were almost edible."The kids adored him—Oliver especially. I’d often catch them laughing together over some silly joke while spilling flour everywhere. Somehow, it was… nice. Comfortable, even. I began to see him as his own person. Edward, not Daniel’s ghost.He was witty, surprisingly thoughtful, and shared my obsession with Paris. One afternoon, he leaned against the table beside me."You know," he said, "Paris ruined any other city for me. The cafés, the chaos, the smell of fresh bread on every corner… That city is alive. Unlike any others."I smiled faintly

Chapter 280 - A Heart’s Revenge

Warren’s POVThe last couple of days, I’d been feeling like I was losing my mind.Every night, on my way home from work, he appeared again. That figure who looked exactly like Daniel. The first time, I’d thought I was just hungover, tired, imagining things. But then it happened again. And again.I caught him standing beneath the streetlight outside my villa—same tousled blond hair, same posture, same eerie stillness. My pulse shot through my throat."Daniel?" I whispered into the dark.He just turned and walked away, dissolving into the shadows.I chased after him, trying to see where he’d gone, but I couldn’t find him anywhere."What the actual hell?" I muttered, quickly locking myself in my house, my whole body trembling.The next evening, he was back again. This time across the street from the coffee shop I passed every night. Same stare. Same disappearance.By the third night, I couldn’t take it anymore. My skin crawled at every reflection, every flicker of movement in the dark.

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