All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Regret After His Daughter Died: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Chapter 91 Get married again?

Elara's POVThe next morning, I decided to visit Cecile alone.I couldn't bear the thought of sitting through another tense meal with Damien, pretending we were a happy couple while the humiliation of last night’s party was still a fresh, open wound.The drive to Cecile's estate gave me time to compose myself, to practice the smile I would need to wear for the one person in this family who still deserved my protection.But when I arrived, I realized my efforts at deception would be useless.Cecile's longtime housekeeper, Hannah, met me at the door. Her face was a mask of cold fury."Mrs. Blackwood," she said, her voice tight with disapproval, "Mrs. Cecile has been expecting you."As she led me through the familiar hallways, Hannah's rigid posture spoke volumes. The household staff had their own network of information, and clearly news of last night's party had already reached the estate.I found Cecile in her sitting room, wrapped in a silk shawl despite the warmth of the day. Her face

Chapter 92 Who Are You Marrying?

Elara's POVCecile beamed with satisfaction as she watched Damien agree to the wedding plans."I'm so pleased you're both embracing this opportunity," she said, reaching for my hand with trembling fingers. "I've already called Mrs. Sinclair at Ethereal Bridal. They're the most exclusive wedding dress designers in the city."She squeezed my hand gently."Six years ago, when you first married, I wanted you to wear one of their gowns. But everything happened so quickly, and there wasn't time for proper fittings."Her eyes grew distant with regret."Now we can finally do this properly. Damien, I want you to take Elara there this afternoon. No delays."She turned back to me, her expression softening."And you, my dear, need to start smiling more. All this frowning breaks my heart. You're too young and beautiful to carry such sadness."As if to emphasize her point, she gestured to Hannah, who brought out a delicate china plate filled with small, perfectly decorated pastries."Your favorite l

Chapter 93 Listen to Yourself Murder

Elara's POVThe whispers continued around me, but I felt nothing.No anger. No humiliation. No pain.Just emptiness.I'd become immune to this particular form of torture. Months of watching Isabella insert herself into every moment of intimacy between Damien and me had built up a thick layer of scar tissue around my heart.She was like adhesive, I realized. Clinging to him with desperate persistence, appearing wherever we went together, transforming every private moment into a public display of her superiority.What client? What Mrs. Wellington?I looked at Isabella and Damien still discussing fabrics and cuts, their heads bent together in perfect harmony, and felt certain the mysterious client didn't exist at all.Isabella hadn't even bothered to hire an actress to play the role. She'd simply walked into the boutique, claimed to be shopping for someone else, and immediately monopolized my husband's attention.The performance was so transparent it was almost insulting."Mrs. Blackwood?

Chapter 94 Smash It. Smash Everything.

Elara's POVI clutched the USB drive in my purse as I drove home, my mind still reeling from the recordings I'd heard.Isabella's voice confessing to Lily's murder. David's casual discussion of bribing Dr. Harrison. The cold, calculated way they'd planned every detail of their deception.Finally, I had the weapon I needed to destroy her.But as I pulled into the driveway, I heard something that made my blood freeze.Crying. A child's desperate sobs coming from inside the house.I rushed through the front door and stopped short at the scene that greeted me.Our wedding photographs - the formal portraits we'd taken six years ago - lay shattered across the living room floor. Glass glittered like scattered diamonds on the marble, and the expensive frames were twisted beyond repair.Tanya sat on the sofa, tears streaming down her face, holding her small hand against her chest. A thin line of blood traced across her palm where a piece of glass had cut her.Isabella knelt beside the little gi

Chapter 95 She Wants to Steal Everything

Elara's POVDamien's sarcastic words, dripping with contempt and accusation, only made me want to laugh.After obtaining that USB drive, I was completely done with this elaborate dance we'd been performing. Done with caring about his opinions, his assumptions, his deliberate misunderstanding of everything I did.The evidence of Isabella's guilt was burning like fire in my purse. Soon, very soon, none of his petty insults would matter anymore."Think whatever you want," I said calmly, stepping over the broken glass and ruined photographs without another glance.My heels crunched on the scattered diamonds from Lily's destroyed tiara, each step a deliberate punctuation mark to this conversation.Damien's face darkened at my dismissal, his hands clenching into fists at his sides."That's it?" he demanded, his voice rising with frustration. "You destroy irreplaceable gifts and just walk away?"I paused at the bottom of the stairs, turning back to meet his furious gaze with perfect composur

Chapter 96 The Stains on the Wedding Dress

Elara's POVI stared at Isabella's name flashing on my phone screen for several long seconds, steeling myself for whatever fresh horror she wanted to show me.Taking a deep breath, I pressed the answer button.Isabella's face appeared on the screen, but something was different about her expression. Gone was the usual theatrical concern or fake sweetness. Instead, she looked almost... ordinary. Calm. Matter-of-fact."Elara," she said, her voice carrying none of the dramatic inflection I'd grown accustomed to. "I wanted to let you know that I've placed your wedding dress in your bedroom. It's all ready for the ceremony."That was it. No gloating. No elaborate performance. Just a simple, straightforward statement delivered in the most normal tone imaginable.The very normalcy of it made my skin crawl."Thank you," I managed to say, my voice steady despite the churning in my stomach.Isabella nodded once, still wearing that strangely neutral expression."You're welcome. I hope you'll be...

Chapter 97 Everyone You Paid Off Is Invited

Elara's POVI turned to see Damien striding down the hospital corridor, Isabella clinging to his arm like a delicate vine.The sight of them together - his protective posture, her delicate dependence - made my stomach clench with familiar revulsion.I wanted to expose everything right then and there. To scream the truth about Lily's death until the entire hospital heard me.But it wasn't time yet. It wasn't brutal enough."It's nothing," I said smoothly, my voice betraying none of the turmoil beneath the surface. "Lily hasn't returned yet. I came to ask if she needs any additional medication adjustments."Damien's expression shifted to that knowing look I'd grown to despise. The expression that said he'd caught me in another lie, that this was further proof everything I'd told him about Lily's death was fabricated.He turned to Dr. Harrison with the easy confidence of a man accustomed to having his concerns prioritized."Isabella isn't feeling well," he explained, his hand moving to re

Chapter 98 When the Phone Rings in Front of Me

Elara's POVI stood in Lily's room, methodically folding the last of my belongings into a single suitcase.Six years of marriage. One suitcase. That's all I was taking with me.Everything else in this house belonged to someone else now. The expensive clothes Damien had bought me, chosen by stylists who understood his taste better than mine. The jewelry that had been gifts without meaning, purchased by assistants and presented at obligatory moments.None of it was really mine. It never had been.I zipped the suitcase closed with a sharp sound that seemed to echo through the empty room.This was the last time I would pack my belongings in this house. The last time I would stand in the space that had once been my daughter's sanctuary, breathing air that still carried the faintest trace of her lavender shampoo.After everything was finished, I would go to Cecile and apologize for the deception I'd maintained. She deserved that much honesty, even if it came too late.But the pain Damien had

Chapter 99 Then Let's Burn It Together

Elara's POVIsabella stared at me with growing shock, her phone still pressed to her ear as the call continued to ring unanswered.I reached for my phone on the nightstand and answered it with deliberate calm."Hello?""Mrs. Blackwood?" The voice was professional, courteous. "This is Maria from Celestial Events. I'm calling about your wedding next Saturday."Isabella's call finally connected on her end, but instead of a greeting, she heard an automated message: "The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later."Her eyes widened with confusion as she stared at her phone screen.Of course it was unavailable. I wasn't stupid enough to use my regular contact information for my professional identity. The number I gave to clients and colleagues was completely separate from my personal life."Yes, Maria," I said into my phone, keeping my voice warm and engaged. "How can I help you?""We wanted to confirm your preferences for the floral arrangements and overall de

Chapter 100 Welcome to My Wedding

Elara's POVI looked at her through the haze of smoke and flame, my voice calm despite the chaos around us."Let them come."The fire department arrived within minutes, but by then the entire master bedroom had been consumed.Flames had devoured everything - the four-poster bed where Damien and I had once shared intimate moments, the antique dresser that had held my jewelry, the silk curtains that had filtered morning sunlight across our faces during happier times.All of it reduced to charred rubble and ash.The acrid smell of burned fabric and melted plastic filled the air, and smoke damage had spread to the adjoining rooms despite the firefighters' quick response.I stood on the front lawn, watching it all burn, and I felt nothing. No, that wasn't true. I felt a clean, sharp, savage satisfaction.The room that had symbolized six years of marriage, all our shared history, our brief moments of sweetness before everything turned bitter - it was all gone now.Burned away like it had nev

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