บททั้งหมดของ EX-HUSBAND'S REGRET (It's Too Late To Apologise): บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

CALLOWAY They shoved me out of the operating room like I was nothing. Like I wasn't watching my entire world collapse behind those doors. Like the woman I loved wasn't dying ten feet away while I stood here, helpless and useless. "Mr. Sterling, please—" The nurse tried to guide me toward the waiting area, her hand on my elbow, her voice professionally sympathetic. She'd done this before. Ushered panicked family members away from trauma. Delivered bad news. Watched people break. I yanked my arm away. Pressed against the glass window of the OR doors. Inside, I could see controlled chaos. Too many people crowded around Elena's still form. Dr. Morrison barking orders, her hands moving fast, covered in blood. Nurses rushing around with bags of fluid, syringes, instruments I didn't recognize. Machines scr

The penthouse had become a fortress. Armed guards stationed at every entrance. Security cameras in every corner. Motion sensors on the balcony. Panic buttons installed in every room—including the nursery. I couldn't move without Hayes or Martinez shadowing me. Couldn't feed Charlotte without someone watching. Couldn't breathe without feeling eyes on me. It had been a week since we'd found Damien's second note. A week of lockdown. A week of waiting for him to strike. A week of living in fear. "Ma'am, I need you to step back from the window." Hayes appeared beside me, his hand moving to his weapon instinctively. I was standing in the nursery, Charlotte asleep in my arms, looking out at the Manhattan skyline. Just looking. Not even close to the glass. "I'm ten feet away from it," I said tiredly. "It's not safe. He could have a sniper—" "

The investigation started immediately. Marcus brought in a team—private investigators, background specialists, forensic analysts. Everyone who had access to the penthouse was being scrutinized. The housekeeping staff. The security guards. The building maintenance crew. Even the doormen downstairs. Everyone. "Mrs. Sterling, I need to ask you some questions." The lead investigator—a woman named Sarah Chen—sat across from me in the living room. Her recorder was running. "When was the last time you saw Victoria Sterling handle the stuffed bunny?" "I didn't see her handle it. I didn't even know she'd brought it until Hayes found it." "And you're certain no one else entered the nursery yesterday?" "Yes. No. I don't know." My hands clenched in my lap. "We have guards everywhere. Cameras everywhere. But Damien still got in. Still left those notes. So clearly someone isn't

The hospital room had become our entire world. Three days of learning how to be a mother. Three days of fumbling through diaper changes and decoding every cry. Three days of healing while our daughter—Charlotte Rosie Sterling—demanded constant attention. I'd never been so exhausted in my life. "She's hungry again." I shifted in the hospital bed, wincing as pain shot through my abdomen. The incision from the emergency C-section was healing, but every movement reminded me of how close I'd come to dying. "I swear she just ate thirty minutes ago." "Cluster feeding." Calloway recited the term from his position in the uncomfortable chair beside my bed. He'd been sleeping there for three nights, refusing to leave. "Completely normal for newborns. Helps establish your milk supply." I raised an eyebrow at him. "Listen to you, spouting off baby facts like a professional." "I've been readi

"Hello, wife." Damien's voice was calm. Almost pleasant. Like we were old friends catching up. "Miss me?" I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't scream. Charlotte squirmed in my arms, sensing my terror. "Don't." The word came out strangled. "Don't come near us." Damien stepped further into the nursery. The door clicked shut behind him. Locked. "You look tired, Elena. Motherhood not agreeing with you?" "How did you get in here?" My voice shook. "We have security. Guards. How—" "You really think your boyfriend's security could keep me out?" He laughed. The sound was wrong. Unhinged. "I've been coming and going for weeks. Right under their noses." "That's impossible." "Is it?" He gestured around the nursery. "I left you notes. Contaminated the bunny. Walked these halls in broad daylight. And no one noticed. Because they're incompete