All Chapters of Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Vienna’s POVThe next few days bled together into something feverish and surreal. My body was on fire from the inside out. My skin crawled, my stomach clenched in waves, and every muscle ached. My throat burned from thirst, but even water made me nauseous.I’d been through bad fevers before, but this? This was hell.When the men came in, I forced myself upright, blinking through the haze. I pretended to smile, to play along, just like Warren had told me. I laughed when they joked. I let my head loll, eyes half-closed, pretending I was still lost in the drugs. And when they handed me that plastic cup—some bitter-smelling juice laced with whatever Desiree’s poison was—I made sure to let it touch my lips but not pass my throat. I’d pretend to cough, spit some on my chin, or let it dribble down while I made a dazed, flirty smile. Sometimes I’d hold it in my mouth until they turned away and then let it slip out when no one was looking.Still, a few drops made it through sometimes. Just

Warren’s POVAs Vienna sobbed against me, clinging to my shirt, something inside me shifted. Something deep and primal. A love and protectiveness unlike anything I’d ever felt.I felt her tears soak through the fabric, felt the tremor of her breath against my chest, and it hit me with a force that stole the air from my lungs."Vienna…" I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.She didn’t move, just sniffled softly. The sound broke my heart in ways I didn’t think it could still break."You know," I started, my throat tight, "for a long time I told myself that I’d moved on. That what we had was… in the past. But I lied. To you, to myself."She stayed quiet, her face still pressed to me, but I could tell she was listening."I was such an idiot," I continued, letting out a broken laugh. "So damn afraid that your love for me wasn’t real… that you only saw me as the man wearing Daniel’s heart. I thought if I pushed you away first, maybe it would hurt less when you realized you couldn’t l

Vienna’s POV"Warren, no!" I screamed, my voice breaking. I dropped to my knees beside him. His bare torso was slick with with blood. So much blood. It was spilling fast, pooling beneath him in a dark, terrifying puddle."No, no, no!" I pressed both hands to his side, the warm crimson seeping through my fingers. "Stay with me, please! Stay with me!"His eyelids fluttered weakly, his lips moving. "Vienna…" he breathed. "I—I love you.""Warren," I whispered, my throat closing up. But before I could say anything else, his eyes rolled back, and his head went limp against the cold floor."Warren! Don’t leave me!" I sobbed, shaking him, pressing harder against the wound. "Stay with me! You can’t do this to me, you can’t—"My gaze snapped up, and there she was. Desiree.The gun in her hand trembled, her face pale with shock. "I— I didn’t mean to," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "He was—he came for me and I—""You monster!" I screamed, the sound tearing through my throat. "H

Fred’s POV"She’s awake," Celestine’s relieved voice came through the line.I nearly dropped my coffee. "Oh, thank God!" I exhaled, pressing a hand to my forehead. "How’s she doing?"Celestine hesitated, and that pause made my stomach clench. "She’s… shaken, Fred. The doctors say she went through extreme trauma. Physically she’s recovering, but mentally…" She sighed softly. "She won’t leave Warren’s side. The nurse practically had to drag her out of the room earlier."I rubbed the back of my neck, pacing a few steps. "She must feel guilty. It’s not unusual after something like that.""Maybe," Celestine said. "But I think it’s more than that. There’s something between them now. A connection. After what they went through…"I frowned. "Yeah. Trauma can do that. It ties people together—sometimes too tightly."Celestine’s tone softened. "Fred, don’t overthink it. Just… be there for her when she’s ready.""Yeah," I muttered. "I’ll be there as soon as I can. Thanks for calling, Celestine."

Vienna’s POVAshley nodded slowly. But Fred hovered nearby, protective as ever. "Whatever you have to say to her," he said firmly, "you can say in front of me.""I’ll be fine, Fred," Ashley told him gently. "Really. Go get some air."He hesitated for a moment, his eyes flicking between us. Finally he gave a reluctant nod and slipped out. The door closed softly behind him, leaving just the two of us.Ashley sat down in the chair beside my hospital bed. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The silence was thick, full of everything that had gone unsaid.I took a deep breath. "Ashley… I’m so sorry for what happened," I said quietly. "The way I treated you the last time I saw you…"Her eyes flicked up. "Vienna, it’s okay. Really, I—""No," I interrupted, shaking my head."It’s not okay. I trusted some shady, anonymous message over you. Over someone who’d been working harder than anyone else, trying to prove herself. Someone who was… a better friend than I deserved."Her lips parted, tremblin