All Chapters of Ex-husband Regrets: I married a Billionaire Single-Dad: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

NADIA HELD HER stomach with one hand and held the pregnancy test stick with another. She was struggling to control her breathing."Miss Petrovna," her doctor said from behind her. She turned away from the window, tucking the stick into her palm as she waited for the doctor's report. "I'm afraid it is negative," the doctor said, handing her a piece of paper.She scanned through the paper quickly and dropped it on her table. So it was all futile. It was all in vain. Nothing had worked. The pregnancy stick did not lie."I did not see a reason why you called," the doctor said softly. His eyes went to. "Those sticks are about accurate 99% of the time."She looked away. She had hoped that her case would be the rare 1% of the time they were not correct. She did not let the doctor know of the dozen others that were in her bathroom trash. She had been checking, hoping for a miracle."I can see just how much you want it..." he said, pushing his circular glasses up the bridge of his nose.Nadia

THE NEXT DAY, Clarance reached for her phone as soon as she woke up. As expected, there was an address from an unknown number. She was suddenly in a good mood as she got out of bed. She had a long warm bath.When she came out, Martin was awake. He had come in the night after Clarance was asleep, and he hadn't touched her. He looked at her with a suspicious frown on his face. "Where are you going?" He asked. Whenever Clarance was happy like this, it meant she was not up to any good."I have an appointment this morning," She replied, drying her hair in front of the mirror."An appointment," he repeated. "Which appointment?""Since when did you start monitoring my movement, Martin?" Clarance asked. "I said I have an appointment, just take my word for it and trust me, okay?" She leaned in and kissed his cheek before walking to the room that housed her clothes.Martin was still very suspicious. He had been with Clarance long enough to know when she was up to no good, and this was one of su

AVERYIT HAS BEEN a few days since Kelvin came for his appointment. The heart tug i felt for Jean Carter had receeded back to the void where it belonged, and I was grateful. I found myself watching the garden and taking care of the sprouting leaves and flowers.Jean was right. Gardening was therapeutic, and for a therapist like me that hardly got anyone to talk to, I found myself speaking in low tones to the new plants as they came to life. I watered and shaded them from the sun. I was not an expert, but what I did was working because they grew very well.I decided that it was time for me to begin to take in some new clients. It had been only Kelvin i redirected to this place, but maybe it was time to open for more. Maybe as the days went on, and I healed more, I would eventually move back to my office even though I was enjoying this house and the environment a lot.I went through my work email, making notes on the clients that I would invite to this place. I was just 2 more people. I

DMITRI WATCHED WITH an unlit cigarette in his mouth. The doctor looked more beautiful in real life than her photos. It had taken him a little bit of problem to locate her. It was like she knew what was coming if she remained in her apartment, so she had moved away.But she had not moved to any place that was easy to locate. In fact, the house was not in her name. It was under the name of someone who bore no connection to Avery. A 13 year old, and the house looked like it.It looked like a house it was straight out of the coloring book of a child. And it was located in a local town. He was a distance away, watching through some binoculars. He put it down, looking around. The place was some miles away from the big city.Maybe she came here to relieve stress.He tried lighting the cigarette, but his lighter was faulty, so he tossed it into the grass and put the cigarette into the pack. He watched from a distance as the car in front of the doctor's house drove away.So she still got visit

"YOU PROMISED ME you would not kill her," Nadia said."I have not," dmitri said. "Not yet. But this would be a good time to. She has been drugged and asleep. There's no one. I could make it like an electrical faulty wiring...""Dmitri," Nadia warned."But i gave you my word that I would speak with you first, so here I am." He snorted. "I could kill Konstantin. It would not even be like an accident. I would make sure everyone knows it was an assassination."Nadia shook her head. "No, Dmitri. Can we just... stop talking about him?" She looked at herself in the mirror. The imprint of a large palm was on her cheek and it was glaring red. It was going to leave a bruise, that's for sure.She sighed and opened the cupboard, taking out a soothing salve and applying it on her cheek.Konstantin was power intoxicated now. He felt on top of the world because he was the favorite to become the next head of her father's empire. She smiled as the stinging reduced. He did not know that she had spent a