All Chapters of Regret After Divorce: Falling In Love All Over Again : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11"The kind I was married to for five years," Ambelyn said tiredly. "But that's over now. The papers are signed. I just need to figure out what comes next."Wednesday was quiet for a long moment, her mind was clearly working double time, going through the motions and implications of what she had had just read. Then her expression cleared, and she turned to Ambelyn with determination in her eyes, and a plan already deemed worthy by her."You're going to come stay with me," she announced, without skipping a beat. "You and Iniko both are coming to stay with me for the unforeseeable future . I have plenty of space, and I'm leaving for Malibu anyway, so the apartment will just be sitting empty, you can't stay in this dump, neither can you bring Iniko here, the dirt will just damage his lungs."Ambelyn's heart jumped with hope, but she forced herself to be practical about this, so she won't get burned rushing into this, without making sure she had a fallback plan. "Wed, I can't

Chapter 13Ambelyn sat on the edge of his bed, smoothing his dark hair back from his forehead. He looked so small in the oversized hospital gown, so fragile despite the hope shining in his green eyes."I have something better than that," she said, forcing brightness into her voice. "How would you like to come home tomorrow?"Iniko's eyes went wide, when he heard this as he clung to his mum's hands squeezing them tight as if he was too scared to hope this was real. "Really? Can I really come home?""Really and truly. We'll need to talk to Dr. Martinez first, but I think we can get you discharged." She paused, choosing her words carefully. She did not want to blindsided Iniko, with something this big, knowing how he craved his father's affection, and wished that his father would look at him, the same way he looked at his step brother but she wasn't going to keep him in the dark either about what had transpired in the past few days. "We won't be going back to the big house, though. We'r

Chapter 15The elevator doors began to close. Ambelyn seized the opportunity, to get out of this messy conversation, ducking past Thomas and slipping inside before he could stop her. She hit the button for the fifteenth floor—executive level—and watched his face contort with fury as the doors slid shut between them.Her hands were shaking. She pressed them against her sides, taking deep breaths to steady herself, before he would end up having a panic attack, she had not planned to meet him so soon, especially when their divorce wasn't finalized. This was fine. She was fine. Thomas couldn't touch her here. This was neutral ground, a space where his family name held no particular power nor could he do anything.The elevator ride seemed to take forever, as she closed her eyes, trying her best to comport herself, she was going to see Niklaus after all and did not want to ruin her chances at all.When the doors finally opened onto the executive floor, Ambelyn stepped out into a reception

Chapter 17Thomas blinked, not sure that he had heard Klaus well. "I'm sorry?""You said the market projections were overly optimistic, it seems that you do not have confidence in what she said, which is totally understandable, after all, you like to see where your money is going to. I'd like to know which specific data points you're questioning. Is it the customer acquisition forecasts that you are talking about? The retention rates? The market penetration timeline?" Klaus's voice remained perfectly pleasant, but his eyes had gone cold, like he was daring Klaus to step out of line even more. "Because I personally developed those projections with my analytics team, based on eighteen months of research and pilot program results. So if you have legitimate concerns about the methodology, I'd very much like to hear them."Thomas's mouth opened and closed, seeing that he had put himself in a corner, with no way of coming out of it. "I—that is—""Or perhaps you're basing your criticism on

Chapter 19"Or it's a CEO protecting his company's interests," Ambelyn countered, gathering her purse and the gift bag she'd prepared for Iniko."Keep telling yourself that," Wednesday laughed. "So what are you doing now? Headed into the hospital?""Yeah, I'm here to get Iniko discharged. Bring him home—well, to your place. I need to tell him about the divorce, about us not going back to the Blackwood estate." Ambelyn's voice wavered slightly. "He's going to have questions I don't know how to answer.""You'll figure it out. You always do. And Ambelyn? He's five. Kids are resilient. He'll be okay as long as he has you.""I hope you're right." Ambelyn locked the car, marveling again at the sleek beauty of the vehicle. "Thank you for the car, by the way. Even if I feel completely ridiculous driving it.""You deserve nice things. Get used to it." Wednesday's voice turned distant. "Oh, hold on, someone's at my door. Probably the cabana boy bringing more towels. This one's cute but dumb as