Semua Bab Regretful Heart: CEO's Tears Over Her Pregnancy: Bab 391 - Bab 400

Vienna’s POVI was sitting on the edge of Oliver’s bed, smoothing his hair back as he stared up at me, wide awake and buzzing with leftover excitement."Mommy," he said, grinning, "today was the BEST day."I smiled softly. "Yeah? What made it so special?""Daddy came!" he said, as if that alone explained everything.My chest tightened just a little."He did," I said gently.Oliver rolled onto his stomach, propping his chin up on his hands."And he saw my room. And Luna. And the garden. And he said my treehouse idea is AWESOME."I chuckled. "That sounds like your dad.""And he said we can build it together one day!" Oliver added proudly."That’s really nice, honey."Oliver studied me for a moment."Are you sad, Mommy?" he asked suddenly.I blinked."Why would I be sad?"He shrugged. "I don’t know. You’re… quiet."God. Kids really did see everything.I forced a soft smile and leaned down to kiss his forehead."I’m okay," I said. "Just thinking about grown-up stuff."He yawned, his eyes

Vienna’s POVWhen I stepped back into the room, the doctor’s warning was still ringing in my ears. It felt like each word had carved itself into my chest.The door clicked softly behind me. Warren and Edward looked up at the exact same moment."What did he say?" both of them asked in unison.I blinked, looking between the father of my child and the man I had just begun falling for. The dark-haired, handsome CEO. The honey-blonde secret agent.I let out a small, strained breath."Nothing… alarming," I said, trying to keep my tone light. "They’re running some tests. Just to be safe."Warren’s eyes narrowed slightly. "And?" he pressed.Edward watched me quietly.I hesitated. Then I forced a small shrug."He just… mentioned that Oliver needs stability. That kids pick up on tension."A heavy silence fell. Warren and Edward exchanged a glance.Not friendly. Not hostile either. Just… loaded."Fair enough," Warren said after a moment, his voice neutral.Edward nodded slowly. "He’s not wrong."

Vienna’s POVAs I looked into Warren’s eyes, something shifted inside me. There was no urgency in his gaze, no pressure, no demand. Just… presence. Warmth. Understanding.And love. Real love. The kind that didn’t try to prove itself. The kind that simply… was.My heart skipped, then thudded hard against my ribs.For a split second, it felt like no time had passed at all. Like we were back in those early days—before everything got complicated, before pain and pride and fear built walls between us.Somewhere deep down, I felt it again.The love I had buried so carefully. The one I had convinced myself I had outgrown, outlived, moved on from.But it hadn’t disappeared. It had just… waited.I swallowed hard, my chest tightening. This was dangerous. Because feeling it meant everything could unravel again.Warren took a small step closer, his voice soft. "You okay?"I nodded quickly, even though I wasn’t. "Yeah. Just… tired."His eyes searched mine like he didn’t quite believe me—but he di

Vienna’s POVLuna padded softly into the living room, her nails clicking lightly against the floor. For a moment, neither of us noticed her—we were too wrapped up in the heavy silence that had settled between us.Then she let out a small, pleading whine.I looked down just as she placed her fluffy head gently on Edward’s lap, her dark eyes gazing up at him with unmistakable affection.Edward let out a quiet breath, his hand automatically coming down to stroke her fur."Hey, girl," he murmured. "You always know when something’s off, don’t you?"Luna’s tail wagged faintly, as if in response.My chest tightened painfully.God… Luna. This house. The life we had started building here.All of it—every piece—had Edward’s fingerprints on it. The surprises. The laughter. The safety I had thought I’d found.My throat closed up as I watched him with her.I gave him a tearful smile, my voice trembling. "You’ve been so good to me, Edward… to us. I don’t want this to end."His hand stilled for just

Edward’s POVThe second my eyes locked with Vienna’s across the restaurant, I knew this night had just turned into a disaster.Why here? Why tonight?And why the hell did she have to be sitting there—with him—looking like… a family.My jaw tightened as I forced myself to keep my expression neutral, but inside, everything twisted violently.Warren sat across from her, his posture relaxed, attentive. Oliver was between them, chattering away, completely at ease.They looked… whole. Happy.Like I had never existed in that picture at all."Mr. Cross," one of the men at the table said, his voice cutting through my thoughts like a blade.I tore my gaze away instantly, schooling my features into something calm—detached."Yes?" I replied smoothly.The man across from me—broad-shouldered, sharp-eyed—leaned forward slightly. His accent was thick, unmistakably Russian."You seem… distracted."It was a warning, not a question.I gave a small, almost sheepish chuckle. "Jet lag," I said lightly. "Lo