All Chapters of Darling Husband's Regret : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The 45th-floor grand event hall had been completely transformed into a breathtaking wonderland for Adrian’s 4th birthday. Crystal chandeliers shaped like floating crowns hung from the ceiling, casting golden light across the room. Deep royal navy blue and rich gold dominated the décor — velvet drapes, ornate knight statues standing guard at every entrance, and a massive interactive dragon slide curving gracefully along one side of the hall.Treasure chests filled with chocolates and small toys were placed strategically for the children, while a towering multi-tiered cake stood as the centerpiece, adorned with edible swords, crowns, and shimmering sugar gems.Influential guests from across Crown City had arrived in droves — CEOs, politicians, media moguls, and top business partners. Roderick had personally invited every important contact he had, making it clear this was not just a child’s birthday, but the official introduction of his son and heir to the world.Roderick stepped out o

The doctor’s words hung in the air like a death sentence.*Aria is not your daughter.*Roderick stood frozen as the words echoed in his skull, over and over, refusing to settle. For a moment, his mind tried to piece it together logically — how was this possible? The timeline, the pregnancy, the way Taylor had looked him in the eye when she told him the news…But then the rage hit.How the fuck had he been deceived for years?He had suspected something once — after finding out she was secretly meeting her ex. But he had brushed it off. He had given Taylor too much credit, believing she wouldn’t decieve him like that. And she had made a complete fool out of him.His hands started shaking with fury.Camille stood a few feet away, equally stunned. Her face was pale, eyes wide with disbelief. *How the hell is that possible?* She thought. The pregnancy had been the final breaking point of their marriage — the reason she had left, the reason everything fell apart. And now it was all a lie

Helen walked quietly down the sterile hospital hallway, her steps hesitant. The nurse had finally allowed her in after Roderick’s approval. She pushed open the door to Aria’s private room and found the little girl sitting up in bed, looking pale but awake. Roderick sat beside her, one hand gently holding hers.“Grandma!” Aria’s face lit up the moment she saw Helen. She tried to sit up straighter, her small arms reaching out.Helen rushed over, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling her granddaughter into a careful hug. “My sweet girl… how are you feeling?”“I’m okay now,” Aria said softly, hugging her back. “My tummy still hurts a little, but Daddy stayed with me the whole time.”Helen stroked Aria’s hair, her eyes misty. “That’s good, baby. Grandma was so worried about you.”Roderick watched them quietly, his expression unreadable. After a few minutes of gentle conversation, Aria telling her grandma about the dragon slide at the party and how fun Adrian's birthday was — Helen tu

Roderick’s penthouse was quiet except for the soft sound of Camille’s broken sobs. He had brought her straight here from her place, refusing to let her stay in her own house. She sat on the edge of the bed in the his room, shoulders shaking, face buried in her hands as tears kept falling. Roderick crouched on one knee in front of her, his tall frame lowered so he could look up into her tear-streaked face. His hands were gentle as he cupped her cheeks, thumbs brushing away the wetness with slow, careful strokes. “Baby, c’mon..” he whispered, forehead almost touching hers. “You can’t keep crying right now. At least drink some water or eat your breakfast. You might get sick if you don’t.” Camille shook her head, fresh tears spilling over his fingers. “I want my son, Roderick. I want him back! Why won’t you let me go out there and look for him? You won’t involve the police, you won’t go look for him either! What the hell do you want me to do?!” Roderick’s heart twisted pain

Taylor left her mother’s apartment without saying goodbye. She walked quickly to her car, got in, and slammed the door shut. Her hands were shaking as she started the engine and drove off into the evening.Miguel sat in his red sports car across the street, watching. The moment her taillights moved, he started his engine and followed at a safe distance, headlights off, blending into the traffic.He tailed her for nearly an hour, staying far enough back that she wouldn’t notice. The city lights gradually thinned out as they left the main areas, heading toward the outskirts of Crown City. The roads became narrower, the buildings older and more rundown. The place wasn’t crowded, but there were clusters of small houses and warehouses scattered around, with dim streetlights flickering here and there.Taylor finally slowed down and parked outside a nondescript building on a quiet street. She stepped out of the car, looking around nervously before walking down a narrow pathway. The area wa