All Chapters of Divorced while pregnant: His regret came too late: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Elara had never thought she would see him again.For a moment, Elara just stared at him deeply, her eyes filled with surprise.“Christian…?” she said in disbelief.The man holding her steadied her gently before letting go of her, though his hands lingered there a little bit longer than necessary, as if confirming she was really standing in front of him. A familiar smile spread across his face. “Well,” he said, looking her over with an unreadable glint in his eyes, “I left for a few years and this is the welcome I get? You crashing into me the moment I walk in? Not done.”Elara let out a small breath and shook her head with a small smile as she straightened her composure.“I didn’t know you were back,” she said, though her eyes still searched his face as if making sure he was real. After all, she has been meeting him for years now.This man was none other than Christian Miller, Elara's childhood friend and the heir to the Milkar group.Christian’s gaze didn't leave hers. “I just arriv

“What?”The word barely made it out of Elara's mouth. Elara’s heart was hammering against her ribs in an uneven rhythm.Christian stared at her for another second, his expression unreadable. Then, the corner of his mouth twitched and he let out a dry and short breath as he half-lauged and , half-scoffed, and leaned back, breaking the tension as if he didn't just shock Elara from his words.“Relax,” he said, shaking his head. He looked away reaching for his jacket. “I’m joking, Elara. You should see your face right now. Hah.”Elara felt the air rushing back into her lungs as she drew out a long breath. She felt a wave of heat from embarrassment prickle up to her neck. “That’s not funny,” she snapped back, her voice finally getting firm. “That’s…. You–you’re an idiot.”“Yeah, probably.” He stood up playfully with a wink, adjusting his sleeves. His tone was back to normal again. “I’m out of here. I’ll see you around.”He didn't wait for an answer from Elara as turned and walked out, leav

Aurelia looked satisfied as she patted Nathaniel’s shoulder with approval. “That’s my son. Go talk to Melissa now. She’s probably crying her eyes out in there.”Nathaniel nodded and turned as he headed toward the guest wing. But a part of him was still feeling an inner turmoil He refused to name. He was doing exactly what he should have done and yet as he reached for the door handle to apologize to Melissa, he felt as if a part of him didn't want to go inside. Taking a deep breath he opened the door and stepped inside.Shaking his thoughts away, Nathaniel pushed the door open to find Melissa huddled on the edge of the bed, her face buried in her hands. Her shoulders were shaking with sobs filling the entire room."Melissa," he said calmly, the guilt starting to gnaw at him as he looked at her crying.She looked up at him with her mascara now smeared, which made her look even more fragile and pitiful. "You really want me gone here, don't you? You want me to leave after everything I've

The heavy doors of the Blackwood mansion were pushed open as Nathaniel stepped inside. The house was silent yet the air felt so cluttered with the scent of Melissa’s perfume and the sight of purse still on the couch indicating that she was already back home from a wild night of partying.Nathaniel didn't turn on the lights. Nowadays he would rather prefer to stay in the shadows; even they felt more honest than the lie of life he was currently living.He was halfway up the stairs when the front door swung open again. Melissa burst in, giggling and chirping, her hair was a little tousled and her face flushed red from dancing and drinking the night. When she saw him standing there, she stopped and her smile widened. There was no hint of remorse in her eyes as she looked at Nathaniel."Nate! You didn't sleep? Did you reach home just now? I had thought you were already back in your room, sleeping." she chirped. Sensing his silence she thought he was angry so she stepped forward, putting a

The next day at heights mansion, everything was sparkling with glamour and buzz of VIPs around. The grand ballroom is filled with velvet drapes and crystal chandeliers, their lights casting bright dancing shadows onto the walls. The whole place was swarmed by people wearing tuxedos, expensive gowns, and o masks that turned every guest into a beautiful stranger to one another.Nathaniel stood there, adjusting his silver and-black mask colored mask which was covering the upper half of his face. It felt a bit restrictive, but the darkness of the room was a relief for him. He stood near the edge of the dance floor with Liam and Marcus with a glass of expensive amber liquid in his hand.“There she is,” Liam said, nodding towards Anna, his sister, who was wearing a bright gold dress who was holding court near the center of the room. “Anna’s been back from abroad only forty eight hours ago and she’s already taken over my parents' love all for herself.Liam huffed and his words made Marcus