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All Chapters of Too Late for Regret: My Husband and My Son: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Vivienne’s POV Maximilian yawned wide, his little eyes already heavy with sleep. His small body still tried to sit up beside me on the sofa. The living room lights were dim, making the space feel calmer than it did a couple of hours ago. Then the tension between Julian and Ophelia still lingered like a storm.I petted Maximilian's brown hair feeling the gentle strands slip between my fingers. I was trying to calm myself down."Sweetheart, it's already late. Let's go to bed okay?" I said softly, trying not to scare him.He shook his head fast, his lips pouting like a child who's protesting. "No. Dad isn't home yet."The answer was simple. It made my chest feel tight. I looked at his face. Saw how tired he was, but also how determined."Dad is helping Mom Ophelia find a place to stay." I explained patiently touching his cheek. "He'll be soon."Maximilian slumped against the sofa, his shoulders dropping like he'd lost all

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Viviennes POVAs the footsteps got closer I stood up from the sofa. My body felt weird like it was light and heavy at the time. It was light because Julian was finally home and that made me feel better.. It was heavy because I had been thinking about all the bad things that could have happened to him.When Julian came into the living room I gave him a smile.“You’re home." I said softly.Julian. Closed the door behind him. He looked really tired, like he was carrying a weight on his shoulders.“Sorry I took a while." He said, rubbing his face. "It got complicated.”I shook my head. "It’s okay. I’m used to waiting." Then I asked, "Did Ophelia find a place to stay?”Julian let out a long sigh. He was not just tired, he was also frustrated. He took off his jacket. Sat down on the sofa.“She’s so difficult, Vivienne. I’m already tired. She kept being picky about hotels. This one was not good enough, that one was too

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Vivienne's POV I went to the kitchen, got the leftover meal. My hands worked by themselves moving it onto a dish, warming it up trying to think of tiny and easy things so my mind wouldn't wander back to other stuff.From the room, I could feel Julian’s look still on me.I pretended not to notice.A little bit later I came back with a dish and put it on the tiny table in front of a sofa.“Here,” I said softly.Julian sat up more straight, grabbed a spoon and started to eat.For a bit, the lone sound in the space was the soft clink of the spoon on the plate.I sat in front of him, seeing but not truly staring right at him.“Vivienne,” he called suddenly.I lifted my head. “Hmm?”Julian stopped in the middle of eating and stared at me. “Thanks”I frowned slightly. “For what?”“For stayin,” he said softly. “For still being you.”I didn’t reply at once. I just gave a

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Vivienne's POV Julian nodded again, slower this time.I went to the room with a bed, grabbed a small cover and one more cushion, then went back to the place where we sit.When I got back, ͏Julian had slumped more into the couch, his eyes shut but it was clear he wasn’t really asleep yet.I put the cushion next to him and opened the sheet, then lay it on him softly.My moves were soft, nearly natural, like a routine long stuck.Julian opened his eyes a bit as I lifted the blanket up to his chest. “Thank you,” he said softly.I just gave a small smile. “Get some rest.”He stared at me for a tiny bit more, like he wanted to say other things.But at the end, he just nodded weakly and shut his eyes once more.I stood there for a moment, watching him.He seemed way more tired than he wished to let on.The marks on his brow didn’t fully go away, even with his eyes shut, like his mind was stil

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Vivienne's POV Morning came quicker than I thought. Soft light crept through the drapes, waking me nice, like it was trying not to surprise me. I opened my eyes slowly, feeling my body still heavy but strong enough to move.The space was calm, just with the soft noise of Maximilian’s breath near me. He was still all curled up, holding his shark toy, his hair untidy, his cheeks full and serene. Watching him like that always made my heart feel warm, even when my body felt weak.I got up slowly so I wouldn't wake him. The time I͏ opened the bedroom door, the smell of burnt bread greeted me warmely.There in my tiny kitchen Julian stood with a bit messy hair, wearing an easy T-shirt that seemed too laid-back for someone who clearly hadn’t slept well. He was toasting bread and pouring milk into two glasses.Seeing him like this, in the corner of my kitchen made something in my chest feel odd.“Morning,” I greeted softly.Julian s

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Vivienne's POV Mornings like this were rare for me, calm, warm, almost perfect. That was exactly what made them feel so fragile like they could break at any moment.Because I knew moments like this wouldn't last long I thought to myself."After this we'll go to the hospital, okay Maximilian?" Julian said, suddenly breaking the silence.I nodded. "Okay we will go to the hospital, Julian."Maximilian immediately looked up. "Can I come, please Mom?" he asked quickly.I exchanged a brief glance.Julian smiled faintly. "If you come you have to be patient, okay Maximilian? No running there, you have to be good."Maximilian nodded eagerly. "I can, I promise, Dad."I smiled at him. "We'll see Moms condition first, okay Maximilian? We have to make sure Mom is okay."He pouted a little. Didn't argue.I reached out. Fixed his messy hair. "The important thing is you finish your breakfast first, Maximi

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Vivienne's POV I looked at both of them and without realizing it my smile grew a little wider seeing Maximilian and Julian like that.For a moment I almost forgot that my body was fighting something I could not see. For a moment I felt like I was enough like I could do this.I adjusted the hem of my clothes trying to steady my hands that had begun to feel cold. I told them "I will get ready after this."Julian nodded immediately. "I will help you "I shook my head quickly. "No need to just stay with Maximilian." He wanted to argue with me. In the end he only nodded and I could see that he was worried about me.I stood up slowly from my chair holding back the dizziness that came over me then walked to the bedroom taking each step slowly because each step felt heavier than usual.In front of the mirror. I stared at my reflection, which looked paler than I remembered and I touched my cheek gently."It is oka

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Julians POVThe hospital waiting room is a place where time moves slowly. The clock on the wall keeps ticking but it feels like it is not moving at all. I am sitting here with Maximilian on a blue chair and Vivienne is behind that tightly closed door getting chemotherapy.Every time I look at that door I feel my chest get tight. I get anxious and scared. It feels like something is squeezing me. I never get used to this no matter how many times we come to the hospital. This part is always really hard.Maximilian is sitting quietly beside me being more quiet than usual. His legs are swinging a little. His eyes keep looking at the door just like mine. He is so young. He already has to understand what it means to lose someone. I look at him. Then I look away from the door to his face trying to see what he is really feeling.He does not say anything. I see that his fingers are tightly closed in his lap. He does this when he is anxious. I swallow hard. My ch

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Julian's POVI held Maximilian in my arms, holding him really tight. "Maximilian Dad does not have an answer." My voice was shaking, "but what Dad knows is that Mom Vivienne is trying very hard to get better. We have to try it with her."He put his face in my chest. "I do not want Mom Vivienne to go away."I kissed the top of his head trying not to cry.I wanted to tell him that everything would be okay. I wanted to promise that Mom Vivienne would be fine. Saying things like that would only hurt us later.So I told him the truth, as much as I could."Dad does not want Mom Vivienne to go away either." I whispered. "That is why Dad is here. That is why we both have to be strong for Mom Vivienne so she knows she is not alone."Maximilian nodded a little, his voice breaking. "I love Mom Vivienne."I stroked his back. "I know Dad loves her too."We sat there in silence for a while. He was still holding onto

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Julian's POVI let him stay that way. Because that was the way he could hold himself together right now and that was the only way I could keep myself from falling apart completely.I leaned my head back against the chair. I closed my eyes for a moment. Vivienne's face appeared instantly in my mind.Her pale face this morning. Her forced smile. The way her eyes tried to look strong even though I knew Vivienne was holding back much.I clenched my hand slowly. I should have been able to do more for Vivienne.I should have been able to ease Vivienne's pain. The truth was I couldn’t do anything except wait out here like this.That feeling of helplessness was suffocating me.I opened my eyes again. I looked at that door once more. Still closed. Still silent. Still a barrier I couldn’t cross.Maximilian let out a yawn but forced himself to stay awake. I glanced at Maximilian.“Are you tired?" I asked Maximili

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