Semua Bab Hate To Love: The CEO's Regret: Bab 71 - Bab 80

"The Devil You CreatedLAURA'S MOM'S' POV There’s a certain kind of silence that follows a threat— Not fear. Not grief. But the stunned silence of a woman who realizes too late that she never knew the enemy she created. That was the silence Elane wore when I left her in that visitation room. And I carried it with me like a trophy, tucked beneath my coat, just beneath the spot where my ribs once bruised from days chained in that man-cave. The next day, I came back. Not for justice. I already had it.But for closure. For a reckoning. “Back again?” the guard muttered, flipping through the visitor log. I didn’t answer. I didn’t need to. The fury in my eyes said it all. He led me past steel doors and glass eyes in the ceiling. Past women who screamed at walls and women who stared blankly at nothing. Past hopelessness wearing state-issued shoes. They didn’t know me. But they all watched me. And some of them—God help them—moved out of my way like they did. Elane was already t

Elijah’s POV“Untouchable”The steady beep of machines filled the hospital room, but it was Laura’s breathing I listened for. Not the rhythm of technology, not the endless buzz of doctors outside the door—but her.She looked so small in that bed, wrapped in white sheets, her skin far too pale. It was like watching a star dim before it could finish burning.And sitting beside her, clutching her hand with silent defiance, was Luna—her sister. No tears, no questions, just a steely silence only a soul too young should never know.I didn’t want to say it.I didn’t want to break the fragile calm of the room with the truth that felt like poison in my mouth.But Laura’s eyes fluttered open, her gaze hazy but sharp enough to cut through me.“Elijah...” Her voice cracked. “Tell me... is she behind this?”I sat down gently on the edge of the bed. “Yes,” I said, without flinching. “It was Scarlet.”Laura’s breath caught in her throat, and Luna’s grip on her hand tightened.“She orchestrated every

Elijah’s POVThe scent of antiseptic lingered in the hospital corridor, but all I could focus on was the faint rustle of Laura’s blanket as she stirred in her bed.She was awake again. Barely.Her eyes fluttered open, those deep pools of wariness that once looked at me with trust now studied me with guarded distance.“Laura…” I stepped closer, heart thundering like a kid who didn’t know how to undo the chaos he caused. “Please. I know I don’t deserve it. But I’m asking anyway. Just one chance.”Her lips parted, but no words came. Her gaze shifted away, like she couldn’t bear to look at me.I exhaled shakily, my hand gripping the side of the bed. “I know what you think. That I chose Astrid. That I let you suffer while I believed lies. And I did. I believed everything that wicked woman fed me.” I clenched my jaw, swallowing the bitterness of my own stupidity. “But if I could go back... God, Laura, I would burn down the world to stop what happened to you.”Still, she didn’t look at me.H

"A Sky Full of Promises"Laura’s POVDays had passed since Elane’s death and Astrid’s arrest, and while the world still carried the weight of what we’d endured, the storm inside me had finally begun to calm. For the first time in a long time, I felt... free.I stood by the window of Elijah’s penthouse, wrapped in a pale blue silk robe, watching the city come alive beneath me. The skyline stretched far and wide, brushed with golden sunlight and streaks of cotton clouds. A fresh breeze swept through the open glass doors, carrying the scent of lilacs and something sweet I couldn’t quite name.Peace.I wasn’t used to it.Behind me, I heard footsteps approach, slow and deliberate.Elijah’s arms wrapped around my waist from behind, his lips brushing the top of my shoulder. “You’re quiet,” he murmured.“I’m just… soaking it in,” I whispered.He rested his chin on my shoulder. “You deserve this peace. No more running. No more looking over your shoulder.”I turned in his arms to face him. “And

Luna's povThe car windows were tinted dark, but I could still see him.That boy. His hair blowing to the wind, his muscles flexing as he stretched his arms, slightly showing his tattooed arms.The arrogant stranger from the jewelry store.He leaned lazily against a pillar across the parking lot, his blue eyes catching mine in a way that felt like a forbidden pull. My stomach twisted—half from anger, half from something I refused to name.Before I could take another look, Dad stepped in front of me, blocking my view completely. His face was carved with fury.This was going to be interesting.“What did I just tell you inside, Luna?” His voice was sharp, low, carrying the kind of authority that made my heart sink. “Stay away from boys. Especially ones like him.”I swallowed hard, lowering my eyes to my lap. “I wasn’t doing anything, Dad.” My voice cracked, and I hated how weak it sounded.“Nothing?” His jaw tightened, his hands curling into fists at his sides. For a moment, he looked li