All Chapters of Ex-Husband's Regret: I'm sorry I loved You too late: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-ONEThe following week passed without anything dramatic happening, which was precisely what Katelyn needed. Her shifts at St. Catherine’s remained demanding, Avery returned to her usual school routine, and the evenings settled back into the comfortable rhythm that had become familiar over the years. Yet something had changed, and Katelyn couldn't quite identify when it had happened. Avery had begun mentioning Damon more often. Not obsessively and never with the excitement of a child discovering something new, but casually, as though he had simply become another person occupying a small corner of her world.“Mr. Winchester knows about rockets.”Katelyn had heard that one twice.“Mr. Winchester doesn't know everything.”That one had made her smile.And then there were the little observations Avery offered without being asked, such as the fact that Damon liked dark shirts or that he listened when people talked. None of it seemed important enough to quest

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-THREEBy the time Katelyn returned home that evening, she had already made the decision she had been avoiding for days. She had tried to convince herself that Damon being around Avery was harmless because, technically, he had done nothing wrong. He had attended events where he had legitimate reasons to be present, spoken to Avery kindly, and never crossed a boundary in front of her. Yet every time she saw the two of them together, something inside her tightened. It wasn't jealousy, and it wasn't regret over the past. It was the instinctive fear of a mother who had spent eight years protecting the life she had built from anything that might destabilize it.Avery was in the living room, stretched across the rug with her colored pencils scattered around her while Kevin sat nearby helping her decide what color to use for the roof of a house she was drawing. The sight should have eased Katelyn immediately, and in some ways it did. This was the life she had

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FIVESarah had spent the better part of the week trying to understand her son.That alone was enough to irritate her.Damon had always been predictable when something mattered to him. He pursued what he wanted with a determination that rarely left room for compromise, and once he believed someone had wronged him, he did not simply move on. Yet the discovery of Avery had changed something in him that Sarah could neither control nor understand. Instead of demanding answers from Katelyn, he had quietly stepped back. Instead of fighting for immediate access to Avery, he had accepted boundaries. And instead of using the knowledge Sarah had placed in his hands as leverage, he had begun behaving as though the child herself mattered more than the battle surrounding her.Then Sarah learned that Damon had attended another Bright Horizons event.She waited until he returned home that evening before confronting him. Damon had barely removed his jacket when he foun

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-SEVENDamon had spent most of the morning trying to concentrate on a financial report that required his attention, but the figures on the screen had begun to blur into an irritating collection of numbers. He had read the same paragraph three times without absorbing its contents, and the fourth attempt ended when his phone vibrated beside his laptop. It was a message from Ethan, informing him that Genevieve had requested a meeting. Damon stared at the notification for several seconds before setting the phone down again. There was a time when a request from Genevieve would have been enough to rearrange his schedule, if only because their engagement had made her presence in his life seem inevitable. That time had ended. Whatever remained between them was no longer a relationship worth preserving, and he had no intention of allowing her to mistake his willingness to hear her out for an invitation back into his life.He could have instructed Ethan to decli

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-NINEMara Ellison had learned early in her career that the most interesting stories were rarely the ones people volunteered to tell. The polished statements, carefully arranged photographs, and public explanations were usually designed to direct attention away from whatever had happened behind closed doors. Her job was not to assume that every unanswered question concealed a scandal, nor was it to turn private misfortune into entertainment. It was to follow the available evidence, distinguish what could be established from what was merely suspected, and give people an opportunity to explain themselves before she decided what belonged in a published report. That approach had earned her a reputation for patience, although it had also made her unpopular with individuals who preferred journalists to accept convenient explanations without asking inconvenient questions.The Winchester engagement had first attracted her attention because of the abruptness wi