The CEO's Regret: Chasing My Runaway Doctor

Chapter 3

Word Count: 875 | Released on: 14/06/2026

de the private, bilingual Montessori school, forcing herself to take slow, deep breaths. The

playground, the frantic beat of her hea

the monkey bars, his laughter echoing across the yard. Mason, her quiet obse

hing himself at her legs like a miniature cannonball. "The

p him up, but a wave of exhaustion from the long hours m

of fatigue in her eyes. He wordlessly took her heavy handbag, a

ons, the way Mason's brow furrowed in concentration, it was all him. The ghost she had run from w

now," she said, her v

ake, letting Miles argue about chocolate brioche and letting Mason quietly correct the

t for emergencies, began to ring. It was Dr. Coleman's line again. She hesitated, then, not

irector's obsequious tone. It was deep, resonan

urn to the hospi

quest. The voice of a man

ill had the power to stop her heart. The air thickene

th his cube. His sharp eyes darted from th

oth boys watching her. She lowered her voice, softened the edges, and wrapped

his is not a life-threatening emergency, ple

n't wait, Doctor. You have thirty minutes. If you value your position at th

he wheel. "Ownership of shares

who can remove every

he hu

silent for a

g blue eyes wide in the rearview mirror. "Wa

reassuring smile. "No, sweetie. No one is g

knuckled grip on the steering wheel, his small brow furrowed in that famil

nected call on the phone, his face a thunderous mask. The sh

to be suffocating. "Ster, don't be angry. Some women love m

's jaw h

ng wounded and admiring, "I would never be able to see a doctor like t

ession softened. He put an arm around her, his focus shiftin

promise you, by the end of the night, that doc

en's over Kara's shoulder. He gave a su

t. It was time for

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The CEO's Regret: Chasing My Runaway Doctor

Ola Wilde Romance

“Vivian was eight weeks pregnant, holding the warm ultrasound picture, ready to share the fragile secret with her billionaire husband, Sterling. But before she could speak, he tossed a thick document onto the marble table: DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE. "Kara's back," he stated coldly, referring to his childhood sweetheart. "I'm giving her the place she deserves." He demanded she vacate the penthouse immediately, leaving with absolutely nothing. She didn't cry or beg. She signed the papers, touched her flat stomach where his secret child grew, and walked out in her old trench coat. She blocked his number, vanished from New York, and spent the next four years building a new life in Geneva as a top-tier surgeon, raising their twin boys entirely alone. She thought she had finally escaped her past, until Sterling's bodyguards suddenly broke down her apartment door in the middle of the night. He had used his immense wealth and power to force the "genius Dr. Vivian" to treat Kara's ruined uterus. He was completely unaware that the masked, heavily accented doctor he was threatening was his discarded wife, or that his own flesh and blood were sleeping just down the hall. Watching him desperately lavish a manipulative liar with the tenderness he had always denied her, the last thread of Vivian's lingering pain simply vanished. She sent a single, encrypted text to a trusted friend. "The boys are safe. I'm ready to start Phase Two." She was done hiding. It was time to show him how a real war was fought.”