บททั้งหมดของ DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET.: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

THE UNEXPECTED SUMMONS.Emma’s POV.The bright morning light filled our living room as we settled back into our penthouse routine after landing from Paris, and the transition from stepping off our private jet yesterday to relaxing on the sofa with hot cups of tea was completely smooth as Nathan sat close beside me. Pearl and Gina were playing happily with their toy blocks on the rug near the floor table, while Sarah worked quietly in the nearby kitchen to prepare an early lunch for the girls."It feels so good to be back home in our own living room after that long flight from France, Nathan, because even though our trip was a huge success, nothing compares to being here with you and our daughters," I said, setting my white cup down on the table while leaning my head against his shoulder."I agree completely, Emma, because signing that shipping contract was great for our company, but coming home to a quiet house with our family is what matters most to me," Nathan replied, wrapping his

THE SHADOW OF THE PROMISE RING.Emma’s POV.The ride back from Joel’s office was completely silent as the private car brought us through the front security gate, and the transition from stepping out of the elevator to walking inside our quiet penthouse living room was completely smooth as Mark held the front door open for us. Pearl and Gina were upstairs in their playroom with Sarah, while Nathan set his jacket on the chair near the foyer before following me toward the central table where my phone was resting."Emma, please look at me so we can talk about what happened in that conference room with Chloe and her lawyer," Nathan said, walking over to stand right across from me near the sofa table."I am looking at you, Nathan, but I am still trying to understand how a high school girlfriend showed up today holding a silver promise ring while claiming that my late father is her biological father," I replied, sitting down on the sofa while folding

THE UNWELCOME VISITOR.Emma’s POV.The morning was turning late as I sat at the kitchen table going over our family schedules for the upcoming week, and the transition from pouring a fresh cup of tea to hearing the private elevator chime in the main foyer was completely smooth as Sarah stepped into the hallway to see who had arrived. Nathan was down at headquarters holding an emergency strategy session with Joel, while Mark was downstairs reviewing our front gate logs, so I assumed it was just our security guard bringing up the morning mail package."Mrs. Zander, please stay right where you are because there is someone stepping out of the elevator who was not on our approved guest list today!" Sarah called out, her voice filled with sudden alarm as she hurried back toward the kitchen entrance.I immediately stood up from the table, setting my tea cup down before walking straight out into the foyer, where I froze in total shock as Chloe Vance-Quinn s

THE HIGH-SOCIETY AMBUSH.Emma’s POV.The grand entrance hall was buzzing with music and voices as Nathan and I walked inside the hotel ballroom for the annual city children's hospital gala, and the transition from stepping out of our private car past the waiting press line to greeting the primary foundation board members was completely smooth as Nathan kept his arm wrapped around my waist. Mark and four bodyguards stood near the main doors to keep watch over the crowd, while dozens of cameras flashed as we made our way toward the central table reserved for major donors."You look absolutely beautiful tonight, Emma, and walking into this room with you by my side proves to every reporter in this city that our marriage is completely solid," Nathan said softly, leaning down to press a warm kiss against my cheek before pulling out my chair at the head table."Thank you, Nathan, and sitting here together is the best way to show high society that we are no

THE DIVIDED TWINS.Emma’s POV.The morning was warm as my private car pulled up near the quiet tea house downtown, and the transition from leaving our penthouse study to walking through the side door of this private meeting room was completely smooth as Mark checked the hallway first to make sure the floor was completely clear. Julian was already sitting at a small table near the window holding a ceramic cup, and his hands were shaking slightly as he looked up to see me walking toward his seat."Good morning, Emma, thank you for agreeing to meet me here without your husband or our lawyers present," Julian said, standing up politely to pull out a chair for me across from his spot at the table."Good morning, Julian, I came here today because Nathan told me about your conversation at the docks yesterday, and I wanted to speak with you sibling-to-sibling before this whole probate battle turns into something we can never take back," I replied, sitting d