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Billionaire's Regret, Too Late!

Author: Ela Osaretin

Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Back With a Pregnant Woman.

Word Count: 1151 | Released on: 07/03/2025

me up at t

the dark room. The piercing light startled me awake. Half-

my fingers trembled slightly. That number

ickened my breath, as if an invisible hand had grippe

rkness but couldn't chase away the unease in my heart. I stared at the message, reading it

buzzed again. Anot

r me,

ing the fact that it was the middle of the night, a time when ever

abroad. For three years, he had disappeared without a trace, leaving me to endure endless waiti

I should have called him immediately, shouting into the phone, unleashi

I di

and obscuring the words on the screen.

Welcome

g I had buried deep within surfaced, growing uncontrollably. If he was willing to re

r and my grandfathe

got married to their wives, and had children a

was told that I was the

gether, and even go on family vacat

those were pre

hem I was his wife. Back then,I thought he was only joking but when we

ness for him since we were kids a

tatic when they heard

the Sullivan and the Diaz would s

at time because of business. We wer

ntil Carla

as a quiet girl who rarely spoke but when I got

friends. We told each other everything. T

I could. I wasn't helping her because I felt sorry for her. I helped

hat all that while, she

one of her trying to get Lucien with different seductive

ly betrayed and I e

Carla had been sending him and he as

onths after th

nce childhood. He became so cold to me, he

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s cr

n't acc

ch and then I did

vowed to kill myself if they

y were furious that Lucien wanted

ought when I got him to marry me, he'd rekindle his past

ng night, he

y studies there. When I come back, mayb

al despair, I still

years to find himself and s

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oming ho

ep for the res

started to get dressed, wanting

headed for

citedly at t

ting go of the Sullivans. Th

hen I saw him riding a lug

waved my h

I watched as he l

up to him and

when she placed her hand on the small, visible bump on

f I had been

art of all was that

eaming r

a nightmare. I

h walked

was in so much shock to ev

together."He info

ke a thousand bullet had

Chapter End

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“"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!”