Vivienne’s POV I was in the hospital corridor when all that ruffled over me were the words of the doctor.“Mrs.Vivienne, the tumor in your brain has already pressed into your nerves. You must make a decision as soon as possible.”My hands trembled. With such force, I held onto the shattered medical report with my hand, crushing all the bitter truth inside.In recent times, I've been experiencing severe headaches that have caused me to vomit. Occasionally, nosebleeds would appear suddenly. I initially believed it was fatigue or a mild illness caused by too much stress and sleep deprivation. It was unexpected to realize that all those symptoms were just the beginning of a nightmare, as the test results indicated the presence of an abnormal growth in my brain.My physician recommended two treatments that I should consider. Only 50 percent of patients in craniotomy surgery will be successful. My life could potentially extend beyond its current lifespan if it were to be successful. Otherw

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Vivienne’s POV My body trembled violently. I could barely stand. There wasn’t a lot of air in the room. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I turned and ran to the toilet. The ringing in my head drowned out Julian's words, which I couldn't hear. After getting to the bathroom, I started vomiting so much that my body went limp. I had no idea if it was the disgust of what I'd heard or whether it felt like the tumor was crushing me physically.? A worker from the company squirmed as she gazed at me in the bathroom. Her face covered in panic as she quickly handed me some tissues. I seized the tissue with red-eyed eyes and made a bitter smile, whispering, "Thank you. Julian, please stay quiet about your presence.” After twisting around, I left with my body in a state of motion. Each move was a heavy weight, as if I were being pulled along like someone else's hollow man. The memory of my first meeting Julian made me feel like I was walking down the corridor from my room to my new home, seve

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Vivienne’s POV At the far end, Dominic Hanasta, my brother's voice, sounded completely shocked. “You want a divorce? Why so suddenly? Did you and Julian fight?”. I gripped the phone tightly. My voice sounded low pitched, "No! I'm just tired. My wish is to no longer reside with Julian.” Only Dominic had received good news from me in the last seven years. Despite everything, I refrained from saying anything negative about him. Perhaps it was because I wanted to appear strong and make others feel happy. However, the reality was significantly different. Even though Julian was always unfriendly, and my son Maximilian was a difficult child to raise, I never raised any concerns with Dominic. Why? It was only logical that he would be taken aback by what I had just mentioned. Our siblings' relationship has always been a secret, perhaps due to our closeness. Dominic remained silent for several minutes after I spoke to him. He didn't ask me why I suddenly wanted a divorce. Finally, he s

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Vivienne’s POV A taxi was waiting for me on the side of town. I opened my phone while waiting and began searching for plane tickets, with the intention of going directly to the airport that night. What happened?Suddenly, my doctor called.“Mrs. Vivienne, when do you plan to go abroad for your conservative therapy?”I stood in the midst of a yellow street light. A slim and long shadow covered the asphalt. Looking at it, I softly replied, "I'm heading to the airport." However, his voice sounded panicked.“You can't! You have a brain tumor, and your intracranial pressure is not the same as that of essentially everyone. Flying could trigger unexpected complications! A pressure test is required before you proceed!" I froze. “How could this be? Despite having prepared myself mentally to go away tonight, I was unable to leave immediately.”The physician breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been timely. "Were off to the hospital tomorrow for an evaluation. My task is to assess your ab

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Vivienne's POVMy face turned pale. I looked at Julian calmly. He was accompanied by a stunning woman who was his first love. What approach would Julian take to introduce me to Ophelia? Maybe, I would also feel conflicted if I were in his position."Ophelia," was the name given by Julian after he looked at me with suspicion. She's…" He stopped for a moment before saying, "I have known this friend for quite some time." The word friend came across as oddly placed when he spoke it to me, maybe my imagination was constrained.My body trembled slightly. I tried to remain tranquil when I answered, "Had you been aware of this for a long time? Your relationship seems to have been intense since you were both young.”Ophelia's smile was a sweet reply to the question, "No way, we met when we were twenty. Back then…" Despite any thoughts she had, Ophelia smiled and laughed loudly before saying, "I thought Julian's hairstyle was quite amusing at that moment." The middle part was modified in it

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All Chapters of Too Late for Regret: My Husband and My Son: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

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