Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Regret After His Daughter Died: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Elara's POV"No, that's not true," I said quickly, letting a hint of playful petulance creep into my voice.I reached out with my bandaged hand to touch his arm, careful to make the gesture look both innocent and intimate."Maybe when my contract expires, I could consider joining Blackwood Enterprises."The suggestion seemed to catch Damien off guard. His rigid posture relaxed slightly at my apparent concession."Really?" he asked, his voice cautious but hopeful."Really. If the position is still available."A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth – the first genuine one I'd seen from him in weeks."It would look strange for the lady boss of Blackwood Enterprises to be working for the Carter family," he said with obvious satisfaction. "People might think our company was going bankrupt."The lady boss of Blackwood Enterprises.The title was beautiful on his lips. Powerful. Respected. And a perfect, beautiful lie.If I hadn't used manipulation and calculated schemes, that title would

Damien's POVIsabella appeared in the doorway, her eyes blazing. And I felt… nothing.No guilt. No embarrassment.Elara and I weren't divorced yet. Even if we had been doing something intimate, that would be perfectly acceptable. We were still legally married.And in that moment, a realization hit me like a physical blow.What I felt for Isabella wasn't love. It was a debt. An obligation I was forced to pay.She had saved my life when we were young. I had promised to protect her forever. But now I was hurting Elara and Lily to fulfill that promise. The hypocrisy of it was tearing me apart.I found myself wanting to continue my life with Elara. I wanted to help Isabella find someone who truly loved her. Someone who could marry her and give her the happiness she deserved.But Isabella was too stubborn. Too fixed in her desires. She had told me repeatedly that she wouldn't marry anyone except me. No one else would do."I don't want anyone else, Damien," she had said just last week. "I

Elara's POVCecile stared at Tanya with obvious curiosity."This child must be from your previous marriage abroad," she said to Isabella with cool assessment.Isabella shifted uncomfortably under the sharp scrutiny."Actually," Damien interjected quickly, "Tanya is someone we adopted together. Isabella and I."The words landed in the foyer like a grenade. Cecile's face went rigid with shock and fury."Together?" Her voice could cut glass. "You adopted a child with this woman?" She turned to stare at Damien as if he'd lost his damn mind. "You have your own daughter, Damien. Your own flesh and blood child. Why would you need to adopt someone else's?"The accusation was brutal and direct."Especially with her," Cecile continued, gesturing toward Isabella with obvious disdain. Her voice grew more sarcastic with each word. "What's next?" she sneered. "You'll be bringing me your children with her?"I nearly smiled at Cecile's prophetic words. If only she knew how accurate her prediction wa

Elara's POV"Damien, you've been taking care of her for two weeks now," Isabella's voice was sharp. "Tanya and I have only seen you three times. Three times! Have you forgotten about me? About us?"I’m… alive?How long was I out? …Two weeks?I kept my eyes closed. My body felt heavy, foreign. Like I was wearing someone else's skin."She nearly died saving my grandmother," Damien replied, his voice low but firm. "Taking care of her is my responsibility. I owe her a debt I can never fully repay.""A debt?" I could hear Isabella's rapid breathing, her rising panic. "Are you still going to divorce her?" she demanded, her voice cracking. "Or did you forget your promise to put a ring on my finger?""Answer me, Damien!" Isabella's voice rose to near-hysteria. "I can see what's happening. You've fallen in love with her. That's why you keep delaying the divorce, isn't it?" Her words tumbled out in a desperate rush, each one more frantic than the last. "If you love her, then just say it! I'

Elara's POVDamien was silent for a long time. His arms stayed wrapped around me, but I could feel every muscle in his body tense up."Isabella is just... willful sometimes," he finally said, his voice careful and measured. "She's not capable of truly evil acts. She's been through enough pain already."The answer was exactly what I'd expected. I shrugged against his chest, saying nothing. But inside, I wondered if he'd remember these words someday. When he finally saw Isabella's real face. When he learned what she'd really done to my innocent daughter. Would he regret defending her so blindly? Would he finally understand that love without wisdom is just another form of blindness?The next month passed in a blur of expensive guilt.Every single day, Damien arrived with a new gift. Diamond necklaces that sparkled like captured stars. A Birkin bag that cost more than my first car. Limited edition dresses that fashion magazines could only dream of featuring.On Monday, it was eme