บททั้งหมดของ Regret After Divorce: My Billionaire Ex Begs Me Back: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The words stunned Thalina into silence.She blinked once. Then twice. As if doing so might erase what she had just heard.But the crushing weight in her chest confirmed it.He had just told her to get rid of their child if she were pregnant.Her fingers tightened around the fabric of her dress beneath the table as she forced herself to breathe.“You'd… want me to get rid of our child?” she asked quietly.Evander didn’t flinch.If anything, he leaned back in his chair, calm and composed, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt. The movement was slow. Controlled. Veins traced faintly beneath his skin.“You’re supposed to be on birth control, Thalina.”His hands paused and his gray eyes lifted to hers.“Did you forget?” His tone remained even, almost conversational. But beneath it lurked something colder.Thalina felt her throat tighten.Tears burned behind her eyes, but she forced herself to look away before they could fall.Five years.Five years of being forced to stay on birth control.F

The other end of the line fell silent for a solid second. Thalina could practically hear the surprise in Ronan’s voice when he spoke again.“Really?”Of course he’d be surprised. She had turned down countless opportunities, even given up her dream of becoming a head bio-pharmacist just to work as a simple assistant, all so she could stay close to Evander. But now, she knew better. With her life ticking down and Elowin back in the picture, there was no point deluding herself any longer.Drawing in a quiet breath, she steadied her voice. “Yes, I’m sure. Please find me the best divorce lawyer. I want this done as soon as possible.”“Anything for you, Lina. Leave it to me. I’ll send the files over as soon as possible.”“Thank you, Ronan.”Thalina ended the call after that and leaned against the railing, lowering her head. As she did, her gaze fell on the golden band resting on her finger, and a faint ache stirred in her chest.When she had first received the ring, despite the indifferenc

Picking herself off the ground, Thalina had just stepped out of the stall when the door opened and Elowin walked in as if she owned the place, a soft smile resting on her lips.Thalina felt her mood darken instantly at the sight of her, but Elowin seemed to feel the exact opposite. She even lifted her hand and gave a small wave.“Hi, bestie,” she greeted casually, as if she hadn’t just framed her minutes ago and turned her husband against her.Thalina clenched her teeth but said nothing. She walked to the sink, turned on the tap, and began washing her hands, deliberately ignoring her presence.But Elowin didn’t leave.She strolled over and leaned against the sink, watching Thalina like she was some kind of curiosity under a microscope.“You look like shit,” she said, her voice stripped of that sweet, innocent tone.Then she clicked her tongue lightly. “Seems married life didn’t treat you well. Or is it that Evan was too busy loving me—even when I wasn’t around—to spare a pitiful thing

The Vale Manor stood tall against the evening sky, its many lights cutting through the darkness with ease.Thalina stepped out of the cab, paid the driver, and turned to face the house she had grown up in.Her fingers instinctively tightened around her bag as a familiar unease crept into her chest.Growing up, she had always feared her father. For reasons she never fully understood why her father had never liked her. She'd done everything to stay out of his way. Yet… here she was, back again.Cold sweat gathered along her spine, and for a brief moment, just like when she had stood outside the Hale Estate, she considered ignoring his summons.But she knew better.Swallowing the tightness in her throat, she forced her feet to move and stepped inside.The moment she crossed the threshold, a glass cup came flying at her.She barely managed to dodge in time, but shards shattered against the wall and a fragment sliced across her cheek. A thin line of blood bloomed instantly.“Thalina Val

Thalina wasn’t sure how long she had been unconscious. The next time she stirred, it was to hushed whispers and muffled sobs drifting through the room.“Oh, my poor baby girl…” a woman’s voice broke softly.Thalina’s eyes fluttered open and pain hit her instantly.Her head throbbed, and her back felt like it had been run over by a truck. Fighting through it, she slowly took in her surroundings. She was in what looked like a VIP hospital suite, the air quiet and sterile.By the couch in the corner sat three people.A woman in her late forties had her face buried in the shoulder of a man a few years older than her, both of them visibly shaken. Standing close by was the same man she had seen earlier…“... Alistair Von.”The name slipped past her lips before she could stop it.In an instant, all heads turned toward her.The woman’s eyes widened, filling with overwhelming emotion.“Roxanne!” she cried, pulling away from the man and rushing toward the bed.Thalina’s first instinct was to sh