Todos los capítulos de Ex-Husband's Regret: I'm sorry I loved You too late: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

CHAPTER NINETY-ONEKatelyn woke up before the sun.Not because she had to.Not because Avery had climbed into her bed sometime during the night like she used to when she was younger.Not because of work.Today was simply different.Today was Avery's birthday.For several moments, she remained lying in bed, staring at the ceiling while a smile slowly spread across her face.Eight years.Her baby was eight years old.The thought still felt impossible.Sometimes she looked at Avery and still saw the tiny newborn who had wrapped miniature fingers around hers for the very first time. Other times she looked at her daughter and wondered when exactly that little baby had disappeared and been replaced by a smart, opinionated, endlessly talkative little girl who somehow always had an answer for everything.Avery had changed her life.No.That wasn't entirely true.Avery had saved it.The realization still hit Katelyn occasionally, usually on quiet mornings like this one.There had been a time w

CHAPTER NINETY-THREEThe first sign came in the form of a crumpled piece of paper that Katelyn almost threw away.It was a Thursday evening, three days after Avery's birthday party, and Katelyn had just returned home from another exhausting shift at the hospital. Her feet ached from standing all day, her shoulders were tense, and all she wanted was a hot shower and several uninterrupted hours of sleep that she knew she wasn't going to get.Residency was proving every bit as brutal as people had warned her it would be.Not that she regretted it.Every difficult day still felt like a privilege.Every patient she helped reminded her why she had started this journey in the first place.Even on the days when she returned home completely exhausted, she never once wished she had chosen a different path.Besides, there was always Avery waiting for her.That alone made everything worth it.The moment Katelyn stepped through the front door, she heard her daughter's voice floating down from upst

CHAPTER NINETY-FIVEDamon had always considered himself a disciplined man.In fact, discipline was probably the foundation upon which his entire life rested.It was what allowed him to work eighteen-hour days without complaint.It was what allowed him to build Winchester Enterprise into something even larger than the company his grandmother had left behind.It was what allowed him to endure endless family obligations, shareholder meetings, media appearances, acquisitions, expansions, and every other burden that came with being Damon Winchester.Discipline meant control.And control meant never allowing distractions to linger.Especially unnecessary ones.Which was why the colorful drawing sitting on the corner of his desk was beginning to irritate him.Not because he disliked it.Quite the opposite.The problem was that he couldn't seem to throw it away.Damon leaned back in his chair and rubbed a hand across his face.The office was silent except for the faint hum of the city outside

CHAPTER NINETY-SEVENBy the time Friday arrived, Katelyn had convinced herself that she wasn't thinking too much about Kevin.Unfortunately, that lie lasted less than five minutes.The problem wasn't Kevin himself.The problem was that he had somehow become woven into parts of her life she had always kept separate from everyone else.Her work life had always been one thing.Her life with Avery had always been another.For years, those worlds remained completely separate.Safe.Controlled.Predictable.Now, somehow, Kevin existed in both.And Katelyn wasn't entirely sure how she felt about that."Mom!"The shout echoed through the house.Katelyn looked up from the medical journal she had been pretending to read."What?""Come see!"Katelyn sighed.She had learned years ago that ignoring Avery when she used that particular tone was impossible.The child inherited many things from her father.Persistence was unfortunately one of them.Closing the journal, Katelyn followed the sound of he

CHAPTER NINETY-NINESaturday mornings were usually slow in Katelyn’s house.They smelled of pancakes that never came out perfectly round no matter how hard she tried, cartoons playing too loudly from the living room television and the little feet that seemed incapable of walking when running was an option.Today was no different.Katelyn stood in the kitchen with a spatula in one hand and a mug of coffee in the other while watching another pancake slowly burn around the edges. She sighed to herself before flipping it over anyway. Avery would eat it regardless. The little girl insisted burnt pancakes tasted better because they were "extra crunchy."Children were strange.The thought made Katelyn smile.For years, she had imagined motherhood to be terrifying, exhausting and lonely. It had certainly been all those things at one point or another, especially during the nights when Avery had been too sick to sleep or the mornings when she had wondered how she would juggle residency with rai