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《Her Return: His Regret 》全部章節：第 31 章 - 第 40 章

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31: Facade of Family

Third POVThe apartment smelled like garlic and rosemary when Ronan pushed open the door.Andrea was at the stove, stirring something in a stainless steel pan, her back to him. The kitchen island was set for three, white plates, cloth napkins folded into neat triangles, a small vase of fresh tulips in the center. Remy was curled on the living room couch, legs tucked under a blanket, eyes glued to the cartoon flashing across the television. The volume was low, the laugh track soft and rhythmic. From the hallway it looked perfect: domestic, warm, the kind of scene Andrea loved posting on her private Instagram with captions like *Grateful for my little family* or *Home is wherever we’re together*.Ronan hated how good she was at selling the lie.He dropped his keys in the bowl by the door. The clink was louder than it needed to be.Andrea didn’t turn around right away. She kept stirring, the wooden spoon scraping gently against the pan.“You’re late,” she said, voice light, almost plea

32: Strings and Safety

Destiny POVI sat cross-legged on the living room rug, surrounded by a fortress of colorful plastic blocks and half-built towers. Kevin was in full demolition mode, laughing every time he knocked something over, his small hands clapping with glee. The late-afternoon sun poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, turning his dark curls golden and making the room feel warmer than it had any right to feel after the day I’d had.William was sprawled on the sectional behind me, legs stretched out, one arm draped casually over the back of the couch. He wasn’t playing blocks, he was watching. Always watching. Not in a possessive way, not in a jealous way. Just… present. Like he was memorizing every second of this quiet domestic scene because he knew how rare it was. How fragile.Kevin crawled into my lap, clutching a bright red fire truck. “Mommy, look! It goes vroom!”I kissed the top of his head. “Vroom vroom, baby. Show me how fast.”He pushed the truck across the rug, making exaggera

33: Quiet in the Dark

Destiny POVThe bedroom was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the bedside lamp on William's side. The curtains were drawn tight against the city lights, but a thin line of gold slipped through where they didn't quite meet, painting a stripe across the white sheets. Kevin was asleep in his room down the hall, door cracked just enough that we could hear if he stirred. The apartment was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioning and the occasional distant siren far below on the street.I lay on my stomach, face turned toward the pillow, arms folded under my cheek. William straddled my lower back, knees bracketing my hips, his hands warm and sure as they worked the knots out of my shoulders. He used just the right amount of pressure, thumbs digging into the tight muscles along my spine, then sliding up to the base of my neck where the tension lived like a second skeleton. He didn't speak at first. He never rushed these moments. He just touched me like it was the only thing t

34: Morning Light and Promises

Destiny POVKevin’s giggles were the first sound that pierced the quiet of our bedroom, bright and unstoppable like sunlight through half-closed blinds. He launched himself onto the mattress with the enthusiasm only a toddler can muster at dawn, landing squarely between William and me with a triumphant “Mommy! Daddy!” and a flurry of small limbs. The bed bounced under his weight. William let out a low, sleepy grunt of surprise, then laughed deep in his chest as Kevin scrambled onto his torso and started jumping like it was a trampoline.“Good morning, little man,” William said, voice still thick with sleep. He caught Kevin under the arms and lifted him high, making exaggerated airplane noises while the boy squealed with delight, arms spread wide like wings.I rolled onto my side, propping my head on one hand, watching them. The morning light slipped through the gap in the curtains, turning Kevin’s dark curls golden and catching the easy smile on William’s face. Kevin looked so small

35: The Queen’s Gambit

Destiny POVThe town car eased to the curb outside Morgan & Associates just after ten in the morning. The second the driver opened my door, the noise crashed over me like a wave. Cameras clicked in a relentless stutter. Microphones stabbed forward like weapons. Voices overlapped, sharp and greedy.“Ms. Morgan! What do you have to say about the information that reached us?”“Are you really involved with a married man?”“Is this affair affecting your leadership at the firm?”I stepped out slowly, letting the hem of my charcoal wool coat sweep the pavement. William was already beside me, one arm sliding around my waist in a movement that looked protective but felt possessive in the way that made my pulse kick. His body angled slightly in front of mine, broad shoulders blocking the nearest lenses. The firm’s security team closed in behind us, forming a loose but ironclad semicircle that kept the crowd at arm’s length.“Give her space, please,” William said, voice calm but carrying that l

36: Two Men, One Queen

Destiny POVI tilted my head slightly to the side, finding it far too interesting that the two men I was currently sleeping with were standing in the same room. William Serrano and Ronan Foley. One steady and devoted, the other burning with obsession and barely contained regret. The tension between them was thick enough to cut with a knife, and I couldn’t help the small thrill that ran through me at the sight.Ronan cleared his throat and stepped further into my office, his shoulders tight. “I only came to update you on the article. It’s getting good traction online, but I assume you already know that,” he said, his gaze shifting toward Cameron, who was busy scrolling through comments on her tablet.“Yeah, we know,” William replied, his voice low and clipped. He stood with his arms crossed firmly over his chest, his expression hard and unyielding as he stared Ronan down.I smiled inwardly, savoring the dangerous energy rolling off both of them. There was something deliciously wicked

37: Saint Lucy Orphanage

Destiny POVCameron had been clever about it. She didn’t just pick any orphanage. She chose Saint Lucy’s, a modest but well-known children’s home on the quieter side of Brooklyn that had been struggling for years. The kind of place that tugged at heartstrings without looking too polished. Morgan & Associates would be seen donating time, toys, and money, and I would be the face of it all. Perfect.The very next day, videos of me as the new CEO began circulating everywhere. Social media, news sites, even a few morning shows picked it up. There I was, kneeling on a colorful rug in the orphanage’s playroom, surrounded by bright-eyed children who had rarely seen someone like me walk through their doors. My designer blouse was slightly wrinkled from play, my hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, and my smile genuine enough to sell the story.In one clip that went particularly viral, I lifted Kevin into my arms and turned him gently toward the camera. “This is Kevin, my baby,” I said softl

38: What Really Matters

Destiny POVThat night at home, the mansion felt quieter than usual, wrapped in the soft glow of warm lighting and the distant hum of the city far below the hills. I sank deeper into the plush couch in our private living room, the day’s events still buzzing faintly in the back of my mind like a satisfied echo. William had drawn the heavy curtains, shutting out the world, and now he knelt at my feet with that focused devotion I had come to crave. His strong hands worked slowly over my tired feet, thumbs pressing into the arches with just the right amount of pressure. The scent of the sandalwood massage oil he used filled the air, warm and grounding.“You played a masterstroke today, Destiny,” he murmured, his Italian accent rich and low as his fingers continued their steady rhythm. “Those videos from the orphanage… you looked genuinely happy helping those children. The way you smiled at them, the way Kevin laughed beside you. It was perfect. The public is eating it up, and Donovan Cro

39: Delusions and Perditions

Destiny POVIn the early hours of the morning, long before the first hint of dawn crept over the Manhattan skyline, I woke up with my heart pounding and my skin flushed hot. My breath came in short, ragged gasps as the remnants of the dream clung to me like smoke. It had been another one of those dreams about Ronan. Vivid, intense, and soaked in the kind of raw desire I could never fully bury. In the dream, he had me pressed against the wall of my old apartment, the one we shared before everything fell apart. His hands were rough and demanding, his mouth claiming mine with that same desperate hunger from our stolen moments in the hotel. I could still feel the ghost of his body moving against me, the way he used to growl my name like it was the only word that mattered.These dreams always hit me hardest when the longing for him crept in unexpectedly. No matter how much control I held during the day, no matter how carefully I orchestrated his slow destruction, my body remembered the m

40: Confessions

Destiny POVThe weekend arrived without any major storms, a rare pocket of calm in the middle of the chaos I had been orchestrating for months. No urgent calls from the office, no fresh leaks from Andrea or Donovan Crowe, and no unexpected confrontations with Ronan. For once, the world outside the mansion seemed content to wait. I spent those quiet days at home with Kevin and William, letting the luxury of normalcy wrap around us like a soft blanket. Kevin’s laughter echoed through the sunlit rooms as he ran around with his toys, and William moved through the space with that effortless confidence of his, handling small tasks and stealing moments with me whenever Kevin was distracted. It felt almost domestic, if I ignored the darker currents still swirling beneath the surface.By Saturday evening, the house had settled into a comfortable rhythm. Kevin was already tucked into bed after a long day of playing in the garden and building elaborate block towers that William helped him knoc

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