All Chapters of CEO's Regret After I Divorced: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Serena's POVI'd been staring at Lucian for too long, trying to process his bizarre proposal. My hand instinctively moved to my swollen belly, feeling the gentle movement beneath."Mr. West, I'd genuinely love to collaborate, but as you can see..." I gestured to my pregnant stomach. "I'm pretty far along now. Traveling overseas next month would be risky. If something triggered early labor, that would be a disaster."This wasn't just an excuse—I genuinely prioritized my baby over any business opportunity, no matter how lucrative. Some risks simply weren't worth taking.Lucian nodded smoothly. "I completely understand your concerns. However, we could modify the arrangement—promote locally in New York first, then handle the overseas component later when you're ready."He leaned forward slightly. "Dreamland's logo would feature prominently in all Celestial Gems promotions. I assure you, you won't lose out on this deal."God, it was tempting. Almost too tempting, which is exactly why alarm

Sophie's POVI slammed the door to Ryan's office so hard I almost cracked the glass. That bitch Serena. She'd ruined everything! And Ryan...how could he dismiss me like I was nothing?My perfect plan was falling apart. I'd worn his favorite color, styled my hair exactly how he used to love it, even practiced that soft, vulnerable voice that used to make him melt. But then she had to show up—pregnant and somehow still looking like she owned the place despite being his ex.My phone rang just as I was storming through the lobby. Unknown number. I almost ignored it, but something made me answer."Hello?"The voice on the other end made my knees buckle. I had to grab the wall for support."Sophie, you've got some nerve telling Ryan about my business. Very impressive."I bit my lip, wanting to hang up immediately."You better keep listening," he warned, voice dripping with menace. "Or I'll make sure you can't even sleep peacefully at night."Finding an empty corner where no one could overhea

Author's POVThe receptionist had seen Ryan Blackwood at the studio several times before. His commanding presence was truly unforgettable.The photo, though taken from what looked like a sneaky angle, clearly showed Ryan as the man in the background.Ivy deliberately held the phone longer than necessary, her expression growing increasingly smug. She knew rumors spread fastest when they caused chaos."See it clearly now? Ryan and Sophie are the real couple. This Serena who suddenly appeared is nothing but a homewrecker!"The receptionist snapped back to reality, finally realizing these people had come specifically to cause trouble."If you don't have an appointment, I'll have to ask you to leave."Serena was a generous boss who treated her employees exceptionally well, offering benefits unmatched elsewhere. Naturally, the receptionist's first instinct was to protect her."Is this how you treat potential customers? Is this Dreamland's idea of customer service?"Ivy secretly pointed her p

Serena's POVI felt the velvet box snap shut between my fingers, the satisfying "click" cutting off that blinding diamond sparkle. No way was I falling for this grand gesture crap. Not again. Not in front of all these people with their cameras and hungry eyes waiting to capture my reaction like vultures.I shoved the box back into Ryan's pocket and yanked him up from his ridiculous kneeling position. My smile never faltered—professionally pleasant and completely disconnected from the absolute hurricane raging inside me."I believe the reporters have all heard what needed to be clarified today," I announced smoothly, ignoring Ryan's bewildered expression beside me. "I trust everyone will report the facts accurately going forward."I swept my gaze across the room, making deliberate eye contact with several journalists whose pens had frozen mid-air."The reputation of Dreamland Studio and my personal character are in your hands. As for the private matters between Mr. Blackwood and myself—

Serena's POVThe cold splash of red wine hit my cream dress like an unwelcome fever dream.I watched in horror as the stain spread rapidly across the expensive fabric, turning my elegant champagne-colored gown into a ruined mess within seconds."I'm so terribly sorry, Ms. Quinn!" The woman who'd spilled her drink frantically grabbed cocktail napkins from a nearby table. "I wasn't watching where I was going!"Her desperate dabbing only seemed to make the stain worse, working the red wine deeper into the delicate material. Great. Just perfect.A crowd quickly formed around us—nothing draws attention at a high-society event like an expensive dress being ruined. I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment as whispers circulated through the gathering audience.Lucian materialized through the crowd, his expression darkening momentarily before softening into practiced concern."Serena," he said gently, his voice dripping with solicitude that felt just a touch too rehearsed. "Don't worry about t