All Chapters of EX-HUSBAND'S REGRET: PREGNANT FOR THE BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

TARA'S POV A small smile formed on my lips.Daniel came after all.At that moment, I was ready to forget everything that had happened because he showed up.I turned, the smile already forming.“Ba..” I paused.Wrong person.But that voice.“Your confidence is admirable, Mrs. Bryce,” the voice said calmly.My brows pulled together slightly as I looked up.“Thank you,” I said too quickly.Something about him made my heart race.I coughed, awkwardly. Why would he address me by my name first?“Enjoying the Exhibition?” I added.He stood confidently, head high, like he owned the place.His eyes drifted past the crowd for a second.“Oh! Yes, I am,” he said. “Beautiful pieces, I must say.”His gaze lingered on me for a second too long…Then shifted slowly toward the painting behind me.Chaos.“Interesting choice for a centerpiece,” he said.Not impressed.Not dismissive either. I swallowed hard.“Yes…” I found my voice. “Art isn't about perfection.” He chuckled, putting his hands in hi

TARA'S POVI didn’t move.My hand remained on the guest room handle.For a second, I wondered if pretending I hadn’t heard him would somehow save me from this conversation.But it wouldn’t.I inhaled slowly.“Who’s the one?” I asked quietly, finally turning.Daniel stood at the end of the hallway. Buttons undone, tie loosened and sleeves rolled.His expression was unreadable.“Don’t play dumb with me, Tara.” His voice stayed calm.“Sebastian Hale.”My stomach tightened.He took a slow step forward.“You looked awfully comfortable in his arms.”I swallowed hard.“Daniel,” I said calmly, “I'm expecting Stella and she'll be here in a few minutes. I need to get ready.”“I don't have time for whatever it is you're trying to start.”I turned back to the door. It was best I avoided this conversation, I sucked at lying, especially to Daniel.“Don’t take another step,” he said, firmer this time.I rolled my eyes and turned back slowly.“What exactly is your problem?” I asked.His eyes twitched

TARA'S POVOur eyes locked for a second too long, then I turned to leave but my feet didn't move. The emphasis on ‘daylight’ left a gnawing feeling in my stomach.It's time we get the suspicions over with. I summoned every ounce of courage in me, and turned. “Before I give you my response, I'd like to ask a question.”“Mr. Hale, have we met before?” I asked, looking him dead in the eye.A slow smile spread across his face as he leaned back in his chair.“That depends,” he said calmly. “Are you asking as Tara Bryce?” His gaze locked onto mine, “or as the woman from that night?”My knees weakened. “So it was you.”“Was it really that hard to tell?” he asked.Sweat trickled down my spine.“That night was a mistake, Mr. Hale.”He was quiet for a moment, then he left his chair and walked toward the window.“A mistake,” he repeated.I swallowed hard.“Yes.”“Interesting.”He turned slightly.“Yes, sir. It should never have happened, and I would appreciate it if this remains between the

TARA'S POV I spent the first five minutes staring at Daniel's message and wondering how and why I loved him for this long. The kitchen staff were all over the place, prepping the ingredients.For dinner, I didn't want to do too much. I prepared the main dish while the chef made the appetizer and dessert. The table was all set, awaiting the arrival of our in-laws. I smoothed my sage-green dress as I looked at the utensils closely.Everything had to be spotless.Soon, Daniel came running downstairs.“They're here,” he said before dashing out to the main entrance while trying to stay composed.I sucked in a breath and followed after him slowly.“Oh my child!” I heard Mrs Bryce exclaim and I hastened my step. “Good evening, Mother… Father,” I greeted, bowing my head slightly. Silence Mr Bryce was too focused on inspecting the condition of the mansion. His eyes scanned the grand foyer and chandeliers, then they moved to the living room and finally landed on me.“Welcome.” I did an aw

I froze at the moment I saw the invitation on his hand.“What are you doing in my room?” I shot back.“Don't try to change the subject, Tara.”“What is this?” He repeated, swinging the invite in my face. “It's an invitation. What does it look like?" I questioned defensively. I walked past him and sat on the bed.The bed was filled with my pajamas and nightgowns.I scoffed. Unbelievable “Were you about to give Britney my nighties?” My voice rose slightly at the end because I felt a strange sting saying it out loud. He turned to me. “She needs it. Besides, you're the reason she's staying over.”“Daniel, you didn't bother to ask your wife if it was okay for your childhood friend to stay over.”“And you think it's also okay to just hand her my things without my permission as well?” “Stop with the angry displays, Tara. It's just a night. There's no harm in sharing.” My jaw dropped.Britney was obviously putting on an act. One so good I even panicked.But Daniel was too blind to see