Too Late For Regret: My Ex-Husband's Downfall

Chapter 6

Word Count: 630 | Released on: 08/05/2026

pe. The divorce agreement. Colette signed her copies and pu

etary, Pat Jennings, a woman who had a

ter-in-law." Pat lowered her voice. "He's been so devoted. Since she

s," Colette said

tepped into the corridor, she saw her mother, M

nd grabbing her arm. "Thank God you're here!

ther's overwrought perfo

with manufactured panic. "Her platelet count is dropping fast. They need a directed transfusion from a re

when she saw Colette, a flicker of triumphant malice lit her eyes. E

grip on Colette's arm tightening. "You're a perfect match. You have

? At New York-Presbyterian? One of the best-supplie

don't care! She is your

ted away for a second. He knew her health wasn't

oft, pathetic moan, and E

ne. "Colette, a directed donation is the fastest and safest o

pulative caress. "I know you've been under stress lately,

hree people who were supposed to love her most. All of them, demanding a pi

r lips. It was a r

d was quiet, but it ech

so heartless?"

ger. "Colette, stop this nonsen

ice. "I would think that as my husband,

. "I didn't come here to play n

one. "Cleo is what's important right now." He turned to a

firmation. In his world, s

nd walked ou

l and grabbing her arm to stop her. His face was contort

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Too Late For Regret: My Ex-Husband's Downfall

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“Colette Bentley gripped her terminal leukemia diagnosis, her world shattering. Her only comfort was that her husband, Edwardo, was the country's foremost hematologist. But when she called him, desperate for a lifeline, she didn't hear his reassuring voice. Instead, she heard the playful voice of her own sister, Cleo. "Edwardo, hurry up. The water's getting cold..." As Colette stood outside an exclusive club hours later, collapsing in a pool of her own blood, Edwardo was busy pressing Cleo against his car and gifting her diamonds. He ignored Colette's emergency calls, coldly texting back that he was too busy to be bothered. When Colette miraculously secured a single, priceless vial of an experimental drug to save her own life, Edwardo broke into her private safe and stole it. He fed her life-saving medicine to his mistress to treat a minor symptom, smiling proudly as he claimed he knew Colette wanted to help. "I confirmed it was the VX-7 compound and gave it to Cleo. The effect was miraculous." He had completely erased her existence, casually sentencing his own wife to death to play the hero for the woman who ruined her marriage. How could a doctor who swore to save lives be so monstrous? But Colette wasn't going to die quietly in the shadows. She slapped the smug smile off his face, extorted a hundred-million-dollar divorce settlement, and walked into a rival research institute. This time, she chose to live for herself.”