Lahat ng Kabanata ng Hate To Love: The CEO's Regret: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Laura’s POV“The divorce papers are ready. He just needs to sign...” Ivy Reed’s words echoed in my mind like a cruel prophecy.I hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, but there was no ignoring the truth when it sliced through the room with icy precision.I left Elijah standing there, stunned and silent, his glass half-full but his expression empty.Now, the sterile hallway in Lanesville General Hospital felt colder than any cell I’d ever been locked in. The bright fluorescent lights reflected harshly off the shiny floor, blinding me with their clinical indifference.I barely noticed the ache in my legs or the trembling of my hands as I walked faster, pushed by a mix of dread and hope.A nurse’s soft voice called out behind me.“Miss Jones... your mother is awake.”The world stopped.My breath caught in my throat.“Where?” I whispered, barely steady on my feet.“Room 203. She’s been asking for Luna.”Luna.The name twisted my insides, a knife I thought had been buried long ago.I swallowed hard,

LAURA’S POVI hadn’t slept in days.The mirror in Elijah’s room mocked me. The woman staring back had deep hollows under her eyes, her once-rosy lips chapped and pale. Her golden hair, usually so silky and composed, hung like lifeless strings down her shoulders.This wasn’t me.This was a version of me that had been torn apart by betrayal, twisted by guilt, and drowned in secrets.And then Ivy's voice pierced through the silence like a blade.“You made him weak, Laura!” she screamed, slamming her palm against the antique oak wall of Elijah’s private study. “You destroyed him!”I turned, my spine stiffening, but my heart... it thudded with dread."You think love is enough?" she barked, stepping toward me, eyes wild with fury. “You think playing the doting wife erases the fact that you’ve been the very reason Elijah’s empire is crumbling?”“I never wanted to ruin him,” I whispered, my throat aching. “I never asked him to choose me.”“But he did,” she snapped, her voice trembling with em

LIAM’S POV“She is hiding my Elina from me! She lied that it's Richards child ”The words crawled out of my throat like venom, thick and bitter.I stood in the middle of my penthouse office, the city lights casting long shadows across the glass walls. My fists clenched as I stared at the folder on my desk—the truth, black and white and ugly.Laura.The only woman I ever truly wanted. The one who had looked me in the eye and said the child wasn’t mine. And now this.Behind me, Serena crossed her arms, red lips curled into a slight smirk. Her body was wrapped in silk, seductive as sin, but it was her eyes—calculating, cold—that made her dangerous.“She didn’t just lie, Liam,” she said smoothly. “She buried the truth. Elijah and Richard knew. Her father knew. You were the only one left in the dark.”The only fool still believing she loved me.I grabbed the file and slammed it against the desk. “And where is Richard now?”“Elijah had him released last week,” Serena said, tossing her long

LAURA’S POVI couldn’t get Elina’s screams out of my head, but my mind drifted to the little baby I'd lost too. I wasn't going to be grieving at a time Richard needed me the most. Even though I hadn't heard them myself—only seen the aftermath in Richard's eyes and the footage Astrid sent—her pain haunted me. A child's voice stripped of innocence, begging for her toy, her father… her safety.My hand hovered over the table, fingers trembling above the still image of Elina frozen on the screen. Her cheeks were red from crying. Her small hands clutched her dress, now wrinkled and stained. The camera had caught her mid-sob, mouth open in agony, her plush bunny nowhere in sight.I wanted to rip the screen apart.“She’s escalating,” Elijah said from behind me, his voice low, tight, dangerous.I turned to face him. He looked like a man on the brink—one more push and he’d burn the world down.“She wants us to make a mistake,” I said, trying to ground him. “She’s not just after money. She’s af

LAURA’S POVThe morning light bled slowly through the curtains, spilling over the polished marble floor like golden silk. But there was no peace in my chest—only a gaping ache where hope and terror collided.I stared at the photo Serena had sent, still trembling in my hands. Elina’s bruised wrist, the tag with the date… it was a haunting reminder that monsters didn’t always hide in the dark. Sometimes they were women with soft voices and cruel smiles.“Elijah,” I whispered, not turning around. “What if we’re too late?”His arms wrapped around me from behind, grounding me with the scent of cedar and musk, the warmth of his bare skin against my back. “We won’t be. I already called in my team. No more playing defense.”I turned in his arms, pressing my forehead to his chest. “If something happens to her… I don’t care who Serena is. I will destroy her myself.”“I know,” he said quietly. “But you won’t have to.”“Elina is like our own, because Richard means a lot to us. We are family. She