THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

Levi’s POV***It was time, time to take back everything Roman had taken from me. The betrayal, the humiliation, the loss. I had taken him as a brother, trusted him with everything I had, and he repaid me with deceit.For a few months, I’d been nothing more than a ghost, erased from existence, forgotten by the world. But I wasn’t dead, and I wasn’t done.Now that everyone believed I was gone, this was the perfect moment to strike.If I couldn’t have Sera Quinn, then Roman Vale would never have her either. I hoped he had savored every ounce of happiness, because the storm I was bringing would drown it all.I was coming prepared, for him, and for anyone foolish enough to stand in my way.When I arrived at Cedar Heights, the familiar cold breeze hit my face, carrying with it a scent of old memories and buried pain.The streets hadn’t changed, the honking of cars, the endless chatter of people rushing through their routines as if their lives depended on the next breath.It was almost laugha

Roman’s POV***I lifted Aria from the ground, her tiny frame limp in my arms as the red fluid continued to pour from her body.My heart felt as though it were being ripped apart with every drop that touched my skin. It wasn’t just blood, it was life draining away, and the fear that the daughter I had only just come to know might leave me before I ever got the chance to truly be her father nearly crushed me.Sera clutched Leo tightly, trembling as if the world itself were falling apart. I hailed the first cab I could find, shouting at the driver to take us to the nearest hospital.Inside the vehicle, the silence was unbearable. The only sounds were Sera’s muffled sobs and the low hum of the engine.Each tear that rolled down her face burned through me, igniting a guilt that reached every corner of my being.Even before the car stopped, I was already out, running into the hospital with Aria in my arms, shouting for help.Nurses rushed forward and whisked her away into the emergency room

Zara’s POV***Finally, Aria was settled into the private room where I stayed. The relief was small and immediate, the kind that loosens the shoulders and lets you breathe just a little deeper. Selene stayed by my side for hours, folding and refolding the same blanket, her presence steady like a corner anchor until Roman and Leo came back carrying a woven basket of food.I had been taken off the IV, the plastic taste leaving my mouth, and everything in me wanted a proper, hot meal.“Thank you,” we both said, my voice thin with hunger and gratitude as we sampled spoonfuls from the container.Food tasted like more than food tonight; it tasted like a small reclamation of routine.“Mama, Uncle Roman’s house is so cool,” Leo announced, eyes bright as he bounced in place.He had that look children get when they feel like they’ve discovered a secret and finally get to tell someone.I glanced at Roman and met his gaze. For a moment he looked unsure, like he wasn’t sure how to be praised or how

Roman’s POVThe shrill wail of an ambulance siren dragged me out of darkness. My head throbbed with a deep, pulsing ache that seemed to echo the sound itself.I blinked hard, trying to make sense of where I was.Everything around me felt blurred, the flashing red lights, the low murmur of voices, the metallic scent of antiseptic air. My chest burned each time I tried to take in a full breath.One face finally cut through the haze, Selene’s. Her features were tight with worry, her hand resting on my arm.“Roman, can you hear me?” she asked.I nodded, though the motion made my head spin. My throat was dry, my voice barely a rasp.“What’s happening?”Her eyes flickered briefly toward the paramedics before settling back on me. “We’re going to the hospital. You collapsed during the meeting.”The meeting.The word struck something in me. The boardroom, the presentation, the sudden tightness in my chest, and then nothing.My mind spun backward, trying to grasp the moment before everything we

Zara’s POV***While Selene and I were still debating our next step, Levi’s call came in. I ignored it at first, my mind already too cluttered to deal with his usual manipulative tone.But Selene, ever the voice of reason, though sometimes more of a stubborn push. insisted that I pick up.“Answer him, Zara,” she urged, her eyes narrowing. “You can’t keep avoiding it forever.”I sighed, pressing my phone against my ear as I called him back. The line clicked, and for a brief second, I imagined what he might say, another twisted justification, another lie coated in charm.But instead of giving him the power to steer the conversation, I spoke first. I told him exactly what I thought, of his failed schemes, his selfish obsessions, and the way he underestimated everyone around him.When I finally hung up, a wave of relief washed through me. For the first time in weeks, I felt lighter.“That’s my girl,” Selene said, grinning ear to ear. Her pride was almost contagious.“Selene, what now?” I as