Her Regret Came Too Late
Three years ago, my childhood sweetheart, Eleanor Carter, left me at the altar to marry Dillan Perez—the adopted son of my family.
The church erupted in whispers. I became the laughingstock in a single breath.
Then Victoria Brown—the aloof, formidable CEO of the Brown Group—stepped forward.
"I'll marry you, Lambert," she said, her voice cutting through the wreckage of my pride.
I said yes.
For three years, she was the perfect wife. Gentle. Attentive. She was my salvation.
But there was one thing that always hung between us like a quiet ache—we never had a child. The doctors found nothing wrong with either of us.
Victoria would just smile softly and say, "It will happen when the time
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