Lahat ng Kabanata ng After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me: Kabanata 451 - Kabanata 460

​ISABELLE'S POV:Some Months Later…​The pain I started to feel started in the middle of the night.​I woke up to a sharp, twisting sensation in my lower back, a pain that radiated through my entire body and left me gasping for air. I lay there for a moment, my hand pressed against my swollen belly, trying to figure out what was happening. I had been having practice contractions for weeks now which was the type that were uncomfortable but not painful, it was as if my body was getting ready for the real thing.​But this was different and ​I reached over and shook Damon's shoulder hard that I nearly punched him.​"Damon," I whispered, my voice shaking. "Damon, wake up."​He was awake in an instant. He had always been a light sleeper, a habit from his old military days that he had never been able to shake. He sat up, his dark eyes alert, his hand already reaching for the lamp on the nightstand.​"What is wrong?" he asked, his voice tight with sudden worry. "Are you okay?"​"I think... I

​MAXWELL'S POV:​The phone call came right at six in the morning, cutting through the quiet stillness of the early hours.​I was already wide awake, sitting at the kitchen table with a hot cup of black coffee, watching the golden sun slowly rise over the blooming gardens at Valancourt House. Upstairs, Athena was still fast asleep, curled up peacefully in our bed, her soft brown hair spread softly across the pillow. I had barely slept a wink all night. Truth be told, I never slept much when I was waiting for something this important.​And I had been waiting for this exact news for many long months.​My phone suddenly buzzed on the smooth kitchen counter, vibrating loudly against the stone. I picked it up right away and Isabelle's name flashed brightly on the screen.​"Dad," she said the moment I answered. Her voice sounded worn out and thoroughly exhausted. But underneath the fatigue, there was a bright spark of something else entirely. Something that made my heart skip a beat and stan

​CELESTINE'S POV:​The hospital room was already bustling when we finally arrived down the hall.​I had barely stepped through the open door before I saw them all gathered together. Isabelle sat up in the hospital bed, looking wonderfully exhausted and Damon stood right beside her, keeping one arm wrapped around her shoulders while his deep brown eyes stayed completely fixed on the tiny bundle resting in her arms. Athena and Maxwell stood near the wide window, their faces lit up with immense pride. Hope held her camera ready, snapping quick photos of every precious second. In the corner, Leo and Lucas were already back to their quiet, familiar bickering.​And then there was the baby. The tiny, perfect little soul who had changed everything.​I felt hot tears prick the corners of my eyes right away. I did not bother trying to hold them back.​"She is here," I whispered, barely believing it.​Lysander gently took my hand in his, his gray eyes shining with emotion.​"She is here," he sai

​DAMON'S POV:​The phone call came exactly three days after we brought our little girl home from the hospital.​I was sitting quietly in the corner of the nursery, holding Athena in my arms and watching her sleep. She was so tiny, so fragile, and entirely perfect. Her little chest rose and fell with each soft breath, and her miniature fingers were curled tightly against the fabric of my shirt. I felt like I could have sat there forever just watching her breathe, holding her close, and marveling at the living miracle resting right against my heart.​My phone buzzed loudly in my pocket, breaking the peaceful silence. I completely ignored it. I did not want to move an inch. I did not want to disturb the precious moment or wake up my sleeping daughter.​But the phone buzzed again. And then again. And yet again.​With a soft sigh, I carefully and gently handed Athena over to Isabelle, who was sitting comfortably in the rocking chair right beside me. She looked up from her book, her brown e

DAMON'S POV:​My mother flinched slightly at my words, casting a hurt glance in my direction. Her eyes were full of deep sorrow.​"I know she is," my mother said softly. "Looking at her brings back memories of when you were this exact size, Damon. I remember holding you in my hospital room for the very first time. I remember making a silent promise to protect you, to love you with everything I had, and to be the best mother I could possibly be."​She paused, taking a shaky breath to steady herself.​"I broke that promise somewhere along the way. I failed you when you needed me most, and I let my own ambitions blind me. I am so, so sorry for all of it."​I did not say a word in response. I honestly did not know what kind of reply would even fit that moment.​Isabelle carefully and gently transferred Athena from her arms into my mother's waiting embrace.​My mother looked down at her granddaughter, and her entire face instantly softened into a genuine, radiant smile and I could see it w