Semua Bab His Rejected Wife: The Billionaire’s Regret: Bab 231 - Bab 240

Darian’s Point of View“How is Sienna?”My grandfather’s voice rasped through the speaker when he called to check on her. I held my breath, rubbing my temples as I watched her hospital room door.She had screamed at me to leave last night, throwing whatever she could reach at my head, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't walk away. Yes, she had ruined us—she had kept secrets and built a wall between us—but I still cared about her. God help me, I cared so much it felt like an open wound.“She just lost a baby, Grandpa. How do you think she is?”Silence on the line followed as I waited for him to say something. She lost the baby I thought I didn’t want.“And you?” he asked quietly, probably wanting to hear that I was broken, but I wasn’t. It didn’t hurt as it should have.“I’m fine,” I lied quickly. “I don’t need to—”“You also lost a child, Darian. It’s okay to hurt,” he said softly to me, and for a moment, I just stared at the door.A sharp pain flared in my chest. I wanted to tell him th

Sienna’s Point of ViewI sat by the window, watching the rain hit the glass in steady, rhythmic streaks. I used to love the rain. I loved the feeling of cold water on my skin, the way it made everything feel clean again. But right now, all I could do was imagine it. Would it take away the empty feeling, hollowed out inside my chest? Would it wash away the weight of the child I was supposed to be holding?“Would you like something warm to drink?” Alaina asked softly from behind me.I just shook my head, keeping my forehead pressed against the cool pane.An hour ago, Darian needed to sign the final discharge and financial documents before I could officially step foot out of this room. And he wasn't here.I could have paid it myself. I could have asked Sean or Orana to handle the bill, but that would mean explaining why my husband hadn't returned to the hospital since he rushed out last night.When I woke up this morning, I had expected to find him slumping on the couch like he usually w

Sienna’s Point of ViewWhen he forced me into the passenger seat of the car, I immediately reached for the door handle to get out. “Stop, Sienna,” Darian said, his hand coming down firmly on the edge of the door frame, blocking me. “It doesn’t matter what you do right now. You’re coming home.” “I don’t want to go to your house!” I spat, my hands trembling as I tried to shove past him. “We are going,” he repeated coldly. “I’m not going anywhere with you!” I snapped back, thinking of the pictures I’d received.“Yes, you are, Sienna. And we are not debating this. Or maybe you’ve forgotten our arrangement?” he asked, his voice low and cold.I sank back into the leather chair with a ragged exhale, closing my eyes in defeat a

Sienna’s Point of ViewI didn’t think I had heard him correctly. I stared at him as if he had suddenly grown two heads, my eyes roaming all over his face. No. He was wrong.“What the hell are you talking about?” I whispered, my voice trembling.“My medical records,” Darian said, his jaw tight, his voice dripping with venom. “How the fuck did James get those? That shit fucking cost me everything.”Everything suddenly made sense as I looked at him. He had hated me; he had tormented me and pushed me away, for something I hadn't even done.“I never told James anything, let alone slept with him!” I snapped.“Bullshit!”“I didn’t!” Tears burned hot behind my eyes, but I forced them back. “Yes, there was a time I wanted to be with James! Yes, I almost dated him after Russell! But I didn’t!”I clenched my hands into tight fists, my nails digging into my palms until it hurt.“You want the truth? You want the fucking truth?” I growled, taking a sharp step toward him. “I’m fucking broken, Darian

Sienna’s Point of ViewI hadn’t been able to sleep since telling Darian the truth and asking him for a divorce. He had looked at me with so much remorse, and when he finally settled onto the couch in the hospital room, he fell asleep. But I couldn't sleep.When morning came, I sat up in bed at the sound of a soft knock on the door.Orana walked in, her baby bump heavy and prominent, with Vaughn right by her side as always, followed by Penelope.“Hey guys,” I said softly as they rushed over to my bedside.“Where’s the asshole?” Sean asked, holding a bright bouquet as he stepped forward to hug me.“I’m fine, Sean...”“It hasn't even been a week since you were here, and that asshole brought you right back!”“It’s not his fault,” I tried to defend him, forcing a smile onto my face, grateful because I knew one word from me and he would protect me.“See?” Sean snapped, turning to the others. “Now that proves he had every fucking thing to do with this!”“Sean,” I pleaded, but Orana cut in.“