All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Regret After His Daughter Died: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

38 Chapters

A Redirected Heart

Elara’s POVWhen my daughter was lying in the hospital suffering from heart disease, my husband was grandly picking up his ex-girlfriend at the airport. I looked at the photo on my phone, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, truly a perfect match. They standing together actually look like a real couple. And I am just futilely holding the title of Mrs. Blackwood. Six years have passed, it's time for this loveless marriage to end. "Mommy, where's Daddy?"Lily's voice was barely a whisper. Her usually bright eyes were dim with exhaustion. Dark circles shadowed her pale face."Daddy is working, sweetheart," I said, forcing a smile as I sat beside her bed. "He'll be here soon."The lie came easily now. I'd been telling variations of it for weeks.Lily had been calling for her father since she woke up this morning. Her small voice, growing weaker each time: "Daddy... I want Daddy..."It broke my heart every single time.Damien, my husband, had never taken Lily to an amusement park, barely

The Lipstick on His Collar

Elara’s POVI waited in the shadows, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure they could hear it. Everything hinged on Damien's answer to James's suggestion about giving me a "generous settlement" to free him for Isabella.The silence stretched on forever.Finally, Damien spoke. "I'm already married, James. I have a child. Isabella being back doesn't change those facts."It wasn't the passionate denial I'd hoped for. It wasn't love or loyalty speaking. It was just... duty. Obligation."But are you happy?" James pressed gently. "In all these years of marriage, have you been truly happy?"Another silence. This one was even more damning than the first.I thought about our six years together. From the outside, we looked like the perfect couple. Damien remembered every anniversary, every birthday. He bought expensive gifts - jewelry, designer handbags, luxury vacations. When I got sick, he would cancel meetings to take care of me. They didn't see him break through a police cordon during that

Our Little Family

Elara’s POVDamien stared at me for what felt like an eternity. Just as he was about to answer, his phone rang.The relief that flooded his face was unmistakable. He glanced at the screen, and I saw his entire posture change."I have to take this," he said, already turning away from me. "It's urgent.""Damien, we're talking—""Hello?" His voice immediately softened as he answered. "What's wrong?"I didn't need to see the caller ID to know who it was. The way his voice changed, the way his shoulders relaxed - it could only be Isabella."Slow down," he said gently. "I can barely understand you. What happened?"He walked toward the window, his back to me. "Of course I'll come. Don't worry about anything. I'll be right there."He hung up and grabbed his jacket from the chair."I have to go," he said without looking at me. "Emergency.""Today is our anniversary.""we have next anniversary." He paused at the bedroom door. "I'll take you and Lily to the amusement park first thing in the morn

A Father's Cruel Words

Lily lay in the hospital bed. She looked impossibly small against the white sheets. When she noticed my troubled expression, she reached out.Her small, soft hand touched my cheek."Mommy, let's forgive Daddy, okay?" Her voice was barely a whisper, but each word was clear. "He must be very busy with important things. That's why he couldn't come today."She paused, her breathing shallow from the day's emotional turmoil. "I'm not upset anymore. So you don't have to be upset either."My heart shattered.Here was my dying daughter, comforting me, making excuses for the father who had abandoned her.I forced what I hoped was a smile, though it felt more like a grimace."Okay, sweetheart."She was such a good, understanding daughter. And I was the one who had doomed her. I had given her a bastard for a father.The evening air was cold as I carried Lily to the car. She had fallen into an exhausted sleep during the drive home.Her small body curled against me. Each breath she took seemed prec

The Unwelcome Guest

Damien stared at Lily standing in the doorway.I caught a flicker of something unmistakable in his gray eyes.Raw, uncomfortable guilt at being caught. Caught calling his own daughter a mistake.The silence in the study was deafening. Lily stood there in her Disney princess pajamas, small and fragile.Her dark eyes were wide with confusion and hurt."Daddy?" she whispered, her voice so small it barely carried across the room. "Did you really say I was a mistake?"The question hung in the air like a blade, cutting through all of Damien's carefully constructed walls.I rushed to Lily and scooped her into my arms. Her small body trembled against my chest."Sweetheart, did we wake you up?" I asked softly, carrying her away from the doorway where her father's cruelty still echoed.Lily shook her head, nestling closer to me. "I heard loud voices," she murmured. "I got scared."My heart clenched. This innocent child, already fighting for her life, had to witness her parents' marriage crumbli

The Final Goodbye

"I don't know!" Lily sobbed, confused and terrified. "Maybe I was spinning with Princess Belle, but I didn't mean to hurt anyone!"Isabella coughed delicately. The sound was perfectly timed. "Children don't always understand the consequences of their actions," she said with false forgiveness. "She probably didn't realize how dangerous it could be."Every word was designed to make Lily look guilty, while painting Isabella as a saint.As Damien carried Isabella toward the house, she glanced back at my daughter. Her expression was a mask of feigned concern."Don't worry, sweetheart," she called softly. "Auntie Isabella forgives you."But as she turned away, I caught the flash of something else in her eyes.Triumph. Cold, calculating triumph.Standing by the pool, watching Isabella's calculated performance, I felt something dark and cold settle in my chest.Every word she spoke was designed to frame my daughter, while making herself look like a victim.Damien set Isabella down gently on o

The Crematorium Call

As the flatline tone filled the hospital room, I stared at my daughter's face. I closed her eyes for her. Even at the end, she had been watching the doorway, as if she were still waiting.He never came.With trembling hands, I gently closed Lily's eyes. "You don't have to wait anymore, sweetheart," I whispered, my voice breaking. "You don't have to wait for anyone ever again."I held her small, still form against my chest, rocking her as I had when she was a baby. "You'll never hurt again, my angel. No more needles. No more pain. No more disappointment."The nurses gave me time alone with her. I sat in that sterile room for hours, memorizing every detail of her face. The way her dark eyelashes rested against her cheeks. The small freckle on her nose that she had inherited from me. The peaceful expression that made her look like she was simply sleeping.Two days later, I stood in the crematorium, clutching the papers that would reduce my daughter's body to ash. The building was col

Fireworks for a Dog

Damien stared at me. His face cycled through confusion, disbelief, and growing anger."Stop this ridiculous charade, Elara," he said, his voice sharp with irritation. "I know I was harsh yesterday, but I'm here to make it right. The trip to Disneyland is still on."I looked at him with something approaching pity. Even now, he didn't understand.My gaze fell to the angry red marks on his neck. Hickeys. They were badges of his betrayal."Don't bother," I said, my voice hollow. "She doesn't need it anymore. She won't be asking you to take her to Disneyland ever again."Damien's jaw tightened. "I already told you. I was too harsh with her. If she's upset, I can apologize. Now stop being dramatic and go get Lily."When I remained silent, staring at him with dead eyes, he assumed she was hiding from him."Lily!" he called out, his voice echoing through our silent house. "Daddy's home! Daddy didn't mean what he said yesterday. Daddy just wanted you to be a polite, good girl."He moved toward

A Father's Guilt

Damien's POVIt was already past eleven at night. I finally returned from Isabella's place.But the house felt different the moment I stepped through the front door.Colder somehow.I shrugged out of my suit jacket, my hand automatically holding it out for someone who should have been waiting.But there was only empty air.My arm hung there for a moment. Then I realized what I was expecting.Elara. She was always there when I came home, no matter how late. Always ready with that patient smile. Taking my coat and hanging it carefully in the hall closet."Mrs. Hector?" I called out. I draped my jacket over the chair instead.The elderly housekeeper appeared from the kitchen. She was drying her hands on a dish towel."Where's my wife?" I asked. I loosened my tie."Mrs. Blackwood hasn't come home all afternoon, sir," she replied. "And I haven't seen little Lily, either."I frowned. It was past Lily's bedtime. Where could they have gone?Then it hit me. Of course. After what happened

The Pink Doll

Elara's POVI had spent the night on a cold marble bench. I clutched Lily's urn until dawn broke. Then I drove home.Damien's car sat in our driveway.He was home. Now. When it was too late.I walked through the front door. My black dress was wrinkled from sleeping outside. My hair hung in tangles. My eyes were raw from crying.Damien stood in the foyer. He looked perfect. Freshly showered. Expensive suit pressed.In his hands was a large pink box with white ribbon.Pink. Lily's favorite color.At least he wasn't completely blind."Elara." His voice was gentle. "Where have you been? I've been waiting."I stared at the box. "What is that?""It's for Lily." Pride crept into his voice. "I’m here to apologize. Yesterday I was too harsh. She's just a child."Just a child. Yes. She had been.A child who died calling his name.He held out the box. "It's a princess doll. Dark hair like hers. I thought she'd love it."The casual way he spoke about her made something snap.As if she were upstai

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