All Chapters of Too Late For Regrets: No Longer Your Invisible Wife: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Damian's POV. The house was completely falling apart, and I was losing my mind. It had only been a few days since Nadia walked out, but you would think a tornado had ripped through the living room. The couch cushions were scattered on the floor, empty snack wrappers were left on the glass tables, and the kitchen looked like a disaster zone. I was not remorseful about whatever fight had caused this. I was just absolutely furious. Who did Nadia think she was, leaving my home in this condition? I paced back and forth in the corridor, pulling out my phone for the tenth time that morning. I opened my chat log with her, staring at the long list of sent messages. All of them had a single checkmark or were completely ignored. I had texted her commands to come home immediately and reminded her over again about her duties. None of them had a response. My chest tightened with anger. I decided to stop texting and dial her number directly. If she thought she could just ignore me, she had anothe

Author's POV.The next day... The afternoon heat radiating off the asphalt outside the school gates was stifling. Shouting pupils and students in their blazers, played around as they waited to be picked up from school. By the concrete pillar of the main gate, Lucas and Isabella stood with their heavy leather schoolbags slung carelessly over their shoulders, their faces twisted into identical scowls. "Where is she?" Isabella hissed, pulling her phone out of her blazer pocket for the fifth time in three minutes. "It’s past four. The sun is literally burning my skin." Lucas adjusted his collar, kicking a pebble aggressively into the drainage gutter. "I told you to text Dad. Mom said she was coming after her boutique meeting, but she’s not even picking up her calls." "I did text Dad, he told me to stop disturbing him during a board meeting," Isabella snapped back, her thumb flying across her screen. "Nadia never made us stand outside like this. The air conditioner in the car was alway

Nadia's POV.The paperwork for the Holt Industries audit was piling up on my desk, but for the first time in years, the exhaustion felt good. It was the kind of tiredness that came from working on something of my own, alongside my father and Ronan, rather than cleaning up after people who didn't care about me.Needing a quick break to recuperate and clear my head, I stepped out of the office to stretch my legs. As I walked down the quiet corridor toward the elevator, the doors slid open and Ronan stepped out.He looked completely overwhelmed. His tie was slightly loosened, and he was carrying a thick stack of folders from the back-to-back business negotiations he had been running all morning. When his eyes met mine, he let out a heavy breath, but his shoulders relaxed just a little."Hey," he said, running a hand through his hair. "I was actually just looking for you.""Are you okay?" I asked, looking at the fatigue lines around his eyes. "You look like you've been in a war room.""Fe

Damian's POV. I slammed my phone down on the passenger seat, but Nadia’s quiet, steady voice just kept looping in my head. 'I told them nothing they didn't already know.' The absolute indifference in her tone made my blood boil. It was infuriating. Lucas and Isabella had called me from the school bathroom, completely sobbing and devastated, yet Nadia sounded like she was just talking about the weather. I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white as I stared at the evening traffic.I convinced myself that this phone drama was only happening because we were far apart. If I could just get her face-to-face, I could break through this stubborn wall she’d built. I could make her listen, snap her back to reality, and bring her home where she belonged. Without telling Simone or my mother, I took a sharp turn after leaving the office and headed straight toward the Holt Estate. As the city lights blurred past my window, my mind wandered to how things used to be. Nadia had always

Nadia's POV."The secondary supplier clauses need to be signed off by Friday, Nadia," the lead auditor said, tapping the tip of his pen against a spreadsheet.I tried to focus on the numbers in front of me, but a deep, familiar voice outside in the hallway completely caught my attention. It was Ronan. I could hear the low rumble of his laugh, and my mind instantly drifted away from the budget figures."Nadia? Are you with us?"I blinked, sharply pulling myself out of my thoughts as the auditor called my name for the third time. The entire team was staring at me, waiting. My cheeks warmed up slightly. "Right, sorry. Yes, let's approve the Friday deadline."The moment the meeting wrapped up, I gathered my files and stepped out into the main corridor. A few yards away, Ronan was leaning against a pillar, having a friendly, relaxed discussion with Eli."Ah, there she is," Eli said, spotting me and smiling. He turned to Ronan before looking back at me. "Ronan came by to see Dad about the s