All Chapters of HIS UNCLE’S WIFE: BILLIONAIRE’S REGRET : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Katie had barely walked away from Theresa and Damien when a strange uneasiness settled over her.She tried to ignore it. She moved toward the pool, finding an empty chair under one of the large umbrellas, but she couldn’t stop herself from glancing back every few seconds.Theresa was still speaking to Damien. Whatever she was saying seemed important because Damien’s attention remained fixed on her.Katie looked away.She didn’t want to seem like she was monitoring them. She picked up a glass of water from the table beside her and took a small sip, trying to settle her thoughts.A few minutes passed before she noticed Damien and Theresa walking toward one of the private lounges attached to the venue.Katie frowned. Why were they leaving? She watched them disappear through the doors. Perhaps Theresa had something personal to discuss with him.Katie lowered her gaze.She reminded herself that Damien was an adult and Theresa was someone his family had known for years. There was no reason

The first thing Brian noticed when the bag was removed from his head was the light.It was weak and yellow, coming from a single bulb hanging from the ceiling, but after being trapped in darkness for what felt like hours, even that small amount of light made him squint.He tried to move and the wooden chair under him creaked.His wrists were tied firmly behind the chair, and another rope secured his body against it, making it impossible for him to stand. His breathing quickened as fragments of memory returned—the message on his phone, the dark area behind the hotel, Katie standing near the pool, the sudden attack, and then darkness.His eyes moved rapidly around the room. The place looked abandoned.The walls were stained and cracked, several windows had been boarded up, and old furniture covered in dust had been pushed against one side of the room. A broken ceiling fan hung motionless above him, while the floor was scattered with pieces of wood and debris.Brian swallowed. “Katie.” H

Damien woke with a dull ache behind his eyes. He remained still, his mind struggling to make sense of his surroundings. The bed was unfamiliar, the sheets smelled different, and the room was noticeably quieter than the bedroom he shared with Katie.He shifted slightly and felt someone lying beside him. His eyes remained closed. “Good morning, Katie,” he murmured sleepily.The woman beside him moved.Damien smiled faintly, still trapped between sleep and consciousness. Then something felt wrong. Katie never wore perfume this strong. He opened his eyes.The woman beside him wasn't Katie. Damien’s entire body stiffened. Vivian was sleeping peacefully beside him.His expression changed instantly. “What the—” He sat upright so quickly that his head throbbed.Vivian stirred at the sudden movement, slowly opening her eyes. “Damien?”He stared at her. Then he pushed the blanket aside and stood. “What am I doing here?”Vivian sat up, looking at him with an expression that seemed almost confus

Katie stared at the doctor. She could not process the words.“You’re pregnant.”Pregnant? The word echoed inside her head, but instead of the happiness she thought she should feel, something heavy settled in her chest.Her eyes slowly dropped to the ultrasound image. There was a baby growing inside her.Her baby. A tiny life that had somehow begun in the middle of everything falling apart.Katie swallowed hard, her fingers tightening around the blanket. She should have smiled at least. She should have cried tears of happiness.She should have asked how far along she was, whether the baby was healthy, whether everything was fine.But she could not.All she could think about was the contract. The news report and the hateful messages.Katie’s eyes burned. “Why now?” she whispered.The doctor looked at her carefully. “Mrs. Stark?”Katie quickly wiped the tears gathering in the corners of her eyes. “I…” Her voice trembled. “I don’t know what to do.”The doctor pulled the chair closer to th

Brian remained tied to the chair, his wrists aching from the restraints, but he refused to lower his head.Adrian stood near the broken window, staring into the darkness outside. His expression was strangely calm now, almost too calm for someone who had just kidnapped a man.Then he turned around. “You know what I find interesting, Brian?”Brian said nothing.Adrian walked slowly toward him. “For years, the Stark family has lived as if the world belongs to them. Their companies, their wealth, their influence…” He gave a bitter laugh. “Everything was handed to them while my family was left with nothing.”Brian frowned. “What are you talking about?”Adrian stopped in front of him. “My father.”Brian’s expression changed.Adrian’s eyes darkened. “The Stark family forgot him.” He crouched slightly so they were at eye level. “They took everything from him, watched him fall, and then continued living as though nothing had happened. Do you know what that taught me?”Brian remained silent.“I