All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Roman’s POV***The morning dragged me out of bed, but my mind refused to rest. Every turn of the wheel as I drove toward the office was weighed down by one piece of a puzzle I couldn’t yet force into place, Sera’s children.I wanted her. God, I wanted a life with her. But the children… that was a different matter entirely.Where did they fit? Where did I fit? I had never dreamed of being a father, never imagined myself in that role, and if I had, it was certainly not as the kind of man who lurked in the background like some absentee ghost.The question Sylvia had asked me the other night flashed back at me. Did I really want kids?But I knew the truth, if I wanted something real with Sera, if I wanted her heart completely, then I had to take her as she was. Children included. No conditions. No escape clauses.And that was the hard choice that clawed at me.The next day came, and she didn’t show up for work. Selene had traveled, and she had no nanny for the children.I tried to accept

Roman’s POV***“You are what?” I asked, my voice low but sharp, not certain I had heard her correctly. For a moment, I almost wanted to believe my ears were playing tricks on me.Tania stood there in front of my desk, eyes glistening with tears, her lips trembling as if she had rehearsed this exact moment but still wasn’t ready for the weight of the words.She didn’t bother answering immediately. Instead, she tossed an envelope onto my desk. It landed with a flat thud, the kind of sound that echoes when you know it carries trouble inside.I reached for it reluctantly, my gut already knowing what was in it, but my fingers still trembled as I tore it open. Inside was a report, pregnancy confirmation. My chest tightened.I lifted my gaze back to her, searching her face for any clue, any sign this was one of her manipulations.“Well… congratulations,” I muttered, though the word felt like acid on my tongue. “Who’s responsible? And why have you come to tell me?”Even as I said it, I wasn’t

Roman’s pov***The clouds churned overhead, thick and grey, the kind that looked like they could drown a city if given the chance.The wind whipped hard against my face as I stood on the hilltop, my coat pulling at my shoulders.For a moment, I thought maybe the storm was doing me a favor, covering me up, swallowing the parts of me I didn’t want to face.But storms don’t wait, and neither could I.I knew I couldn’t stay there any longer, yet my next course of action felt like a noose tightening around my neck.My chest burned with every inhale. The air was sharp, heavy, as if it too wanted answers I didn’t have.Tania was pregnant.The words echoed like a curse. And soon, sooner than I was ready for, the news would slither its way to my father.Once he knew, I would be crushed under the weight of his scorn all over again. Another reason for him to remind me that I was a failure. That nothing I touched stayed clean. That my life, in his eyes, was one mistake after another.As I stagger

Zara’s pov***I hadn’t given Sylvia much thought, especially since she hadn’t come sniffing around me or the kids lately.That woman had a way of showing up at the most inconvenient moments, throwing her weight like a storm, but recently she had been… quiet especially with what had happened, I expected her to do something.And that alone was enough to keep a corner of my mind awake at night. I knew Sylvia well enough to understand silence from her wasn’t peace, it was planning.She was out there, plotting something under her sleeve, pulling invisible strings. But at this moment, she wasn’t my main issue.My plate was already overflowing, and her drama was just one more thing threatening to spill everything over.I sighed, my chest heavy as I leaned back into the couch. “Let’s take things as they come, Selene,” I whispered, my voice trembling more than I intended. “I’m really tired. Everything is coming at me all at once, and I am just me… I can’t fight them all.” The words almost slip

Roman’s POV***The sound of the doorbell jolted me out of my thoughts. My chest tightened instantly. Sera. My mind went straight to her. Had she found out?Had Tania gone running to her with that smug mouth of hers, spilling poison the way only she could?It was exactly the sort of stunt Tania would pull, throw the truth like a dagger, twisting it deep enough to wound.I had been avoiding Sera’s calls and texts all day, with nothing to say, no words that could undo the problem I had already ignited.If it was Sera standing on the other side of that door, then there was no escape.I walked over to the screen and checked the monitor. My lungs released a sigh I hadn’t even realized I’d been holding. Relief poured through me, it wasn’t Sera. It was Tania.For the first time in weeks, I was grateful to see her face.Perhaps she had finally come to her senses. Perhaps she had realized that clinging to this pregnancy would only ruin us both.Maybe she was here to admit she was ready to do wha