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Too Late For Regret: His Ruined Empire

Too Late For Regret: His Ruined Empire

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1027    |    Released on: 26/12/2025

I thought we were a power couple, but I came home to find him intimately comforting another woman-

liberately smashed my priceless,

fe, Jace violently shoved me to the floor. My head hit the hard mar

s face twisted with

lay a hand on

love I had for him died, replaced by a cold, burning rage.

all. "Father," I whispered, my voice sha

pte

oe

e city lights doing little to soften the scene before me. Jace was there, his back to me, his hands gently kneading Brenna' s shoulders. Her hea

ul echo resona

sed to massage my shoulders

s tech CEO, believing in a future built

itectural career, silencing the

for the picture of domes

nt, a symbol of our success,

proudly built, had been founded

eir old money and even older pow

rtner, his silent stre

Jace' s deceased business partner, arrived at o

ar-stained, and und

n his eyes that I hadn't seen before

for his late

had nowher

ing me, without even a gla

unced, his voice firm, leav

she's sett

triarch of our corporate empire, ha

hat single, unspoken quest

e about thi

trying to be the supportive w

ncerns, tried to explain h

y words away like

oe. And pregnant. Sh

shield, protecting her from

ife, felt subtly eroded, like sand

enthouse, watching Brenna we

spills in my fa

s for Jace's time, alw

ent, would flicker with a knowin

ally and figuratively, until he

rs, sharing hushed conversations,

arted

fetch her a glass of water, inter

ing Jace's immediate attentio

side, his brow furrowed with c

aps willfully ignorant, t

to be, the ambitious architec

those dreams aside,

r

e a distant memory, a s

dentity had left me brittle,

der massage, in our living room, u

a massage. It w

etrayal far deeper than I had

over me, mingling with

cy, was being dragged thro

my movements as quiet as

ctively reache

g slightly, scrolled

into the receiver, m

mfort, now felt like the sharp edg

asting like ash in my mouth. "Ev

ween us, thick with u

r," he finally replied, h

hing, and then

ening my features. The old Chloe was dead.

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Too Late For Regret: His Ruined Empire
Too Late For Regret: His Ruined Empire
“I gave up my architectural career and used my family's fortune to build my husband Jace's empire. I thought we were a power couple, but I came home to find him intimately comforting another woman-Brenna, the pregnant fiancée of his late partner, who he'd moved into our home without my consent. When I confronted them, Brenna deliberately smashed my priceless, century-old family heirloom watch. In a blind rage, I slapped her. But instead of defending me, his wife, Jace violently shoved me to the floor. My head hit the hard marble, the physical pain nothing compared to the shock of his betrayal. He stood over me, his face twisted with fury, protecting her. "Don't you ever lay a hand on her!" he roared. He had put his hands on me. For her. In that moment, all the love I had for him died, replaced by a cold, burning rage. He had taken my dreams, my family's money, and now my dignity. I picked up my phone and made a single call. "Father," I whispered, my voice shaking. "It's over. And I want him ruined."”
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