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His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 10: Couldn't Get Any Worse
EVANDERThe hum of the engine was the only sound in the car as I drove back to the company, gripping the wheel just tightly enough to keep my hands steady. Despite this, a small smile tugged at the corners of my lips. She hadn’t changed. Julia was still the same. The way she deflected my questions with that laugh of hers. It was almost comforting. Almost. And she was still pretty, too. More than I remembered, even. I shook my head, forcing myself to focus on the road ahead. It was nothing. It didn’t matter. Whatever feelings lingered—if they even existed—were relics of the past. I had a life now, responsibilities, plans that didn’t include her. The smile faded as quickly as it had come, and by the time I pulled into the underground parking lot of the company, my expression was unreadable again. Just as it should be. When I stepped out of the car, Rui was already waiting by the elevator, arms crossed and a slightly annoyed look on his face. “You weren’t responding to you
Last Updated : 2024-11-29His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 11: The Dreaded Partner
JULIA “Oh, you’re paired with Heather!” Gianna exclaimed. “That is MY heaven.” Harper rolled her eyes. “I swear—your obsession with beauty has taken an all-time high. Anyway, aren’t you glad that we were paired with each other instead?” I chuckled at the two of them. After yesterday’s introduction, it seemed like they wanted to be friends, which I was grateful for since I needed some people with me for my last year. “You’re so lucky,” Gianna sighed, hanging onto my arms. “Harper is shit at painting, so we’re definitely going to flunk this.” I smiled and patted Harper’s shoulder. “Your specialty is photography, right?” Harper nodded. “I just don’t know why I also have to take this course along with my film subjects!” “It’s just the way that it is,” Gianna said. “Anyway, get up. We have to talk about the project now. Mrs. White is going to yell at us at this point.” I glanced to the front and saw that Mrs. White, indeed, was looking at us with narrowed eyes. I pursed my lips bef
Last Updated : 2024-11-30His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 12: A Broken Promise
JULIAMy mouth slightly opened before I could stop myself. Evan stood there, the room’s warm light highlighting every contour of his sculpted frame. Droplets of water clung to his chest and shoulders, gliding down toward the towel slung low around his hips. His damp, dark hair curled slightly at the ends, some droplets traveling to his sharp jawline. He looked…devastatingly good. It was almost unbelievable how he still looked in his prime despite being a big-shot CEO. Usually, the likes of him would have been balding by now from all the stress! Somehow, I hoped that was the case. Maybe then, I wouldn’t feel this way.My throat went dry, and before I could notice, my eyes lingered a little too long. “Eyes up here,” he said, his tone slightly amused with a smirk tugging at his lips.My gaze snapped up, and I immediately hated myself for reacting.“I wasn’t—” I started, but he cut me off. “You were.”I crossed my arms, ready to defend myself. “I wasn’t.”“Oh, Julia,” he said, the w
Last Updated : 2024-12-01His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 13: The Perfect Subject
JULIA Sitting side by side in front of the canvas, I pushed away any lingering thoughts. I was in their territory, but I was determined not to be brought down! I had experienced far too many setbacks in my life to react to something as small as this. Heather’s delicate fingers were brushing through a collection of pencils on the table, her face the picture of concentration. Even now, she looked utterly beautiful. “I hope this isn’t awkward for you,” she suddenly said, taking me by surprise. She glanced at me, her blonde ponytail nearly smacking my face. I blinked. “What do you mean?” Heather smiled and reached out to place her hand over mine. I flinched for a second, but she kept her hold firm. “Well, you know…considering you and Anders used to be a thing. I hope it’s not uncomfortable. I really didn’t know he was going to be here. However, when I got home, he was already taking a shower in my apartment.” She chuckled and shook her head, looking down at her lap. “I swear—it f
Last Updated : 2024-12-02His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 14: A Day To Thank Brownies
JULIA Evan leaned against the edge of the table with his arms crossed. “When’s the deadline for this project?” he asked. Heather was the first to answer. “It’s due next month. We still have plenty of time.”Plenty of time. The phrase rang in my ears like a warning bell. I glanced at the canvas, then at the two of them, feeling a sharp pang of unease settle in my chest. Plenty of time for what? To sit here in awkward silence while Heather chirped away and Evan’s presence suffocated me?“No,” I said quickly, capturing their attention. “Let’s get started right away.”Heather tilted her head with her ever-pleasant smile. “Right away?”“Yes,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, though my fingers twitched against my lap. “The faster we finish this, the faster we can all move on. Plus,” I added, trying to sound practical, “I’m not exactly dying to juggle this with everything else coming up.”Heather’s smile widened if that was even possible. “That’s fine by me,” she said cheerfully. “We’
Last Updated : 2024-12-03His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 15: Suffocating Tension
JULIA The silence between us was suffocating. It was a good thing that Heather’s commotion from the kitchen cut through the silence. Some pots clanged, drawers opened and slammed shut, and her voice was muttering frantically with a forced cheer. “Oops! I think I burned them! I’ll be back in a minute!” she called out.Her absence, though, made the room feel lighter. I still have to thank those brownies because they stopped me from seeing the obvious public display of affection that the two were portraying. With that, I gripped the pencil tightly in my hand and focused on the smooth canvas in front of me. The outline was there, and I couldn’t help but think that hyperrealism really wasn't Heather’s strongest feat. I shook my head and grabbed the eraser to tweak her outline. Her drawing looked like a handsome man, but it didn’t look like Evan at all. As I did this, I could feel Evan’s gaze burning on my forehead. Of course, I chose to ignore it and just pressed the pencil against t
Last Updated : 2024-12-04His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 16: There's No Chance
JULIA The silence was unbearable. I focused on the canvas. “Julia,” Evan said, his voice cutting through the silence.Why was he trying to strike a conversation once again? I didn’t look up. “What?”He paused for a moment, carefully choosing his words. “You’re not thinking of me, right?”My pencil stopped mid-stroke. Slowly, I lifted my head, narrowing my eyes at him. “What kind of question is that?” I asked in an incredulous voice. He leaned back slightly, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Just answer the question.”I rolled my eyes, my tone sharp. “No, I’m not thinking of you.”Who was I kidding? I’d thought about him in every stupid way possible. In the mornings, when I woke up to cold sheets, I wondered if he still slept sprawled out, stealing all the blankets. On the nights when the silence pressed too close, I’d hear his laugh in my head, mocking me for still holding on.I thought about him when I saw couples holding hands, imagining how his felt in mine—warm, st
Last Updated : 2024-12-05His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 17: Sweet, Doting Girlfriend
HEATHERI pursed my lips, not knowing how to react. Why was it that he was still so affected by that guy? If he truly didn’t care, then he would have no problem talking about HIM. Like he said, it was already in the past. Was it because he was still affected by how that guy changed the trajectory of everything? I really wanted to push it. However, seeing that his expression was serious, I let out a deep breath. “Alright,” I muttered. “I won’t talk about him anymore. I’m sorry.” His expression softened, and he raised his hand to pat my head, making me close my eyes. Evander always felt so warm. “It’s okay,” he said. “Everything is just in the past. So, can we leave it there, hmm?” I nodded once more, not wanting to argue with him. We stood there for a while, with him just stroking my hair, before he spoke again. “Why don’t we talk about my dad’s proposition?” he suggested. I froze, my stomach tightening. Of course, it was about that again. I forced myself to look unaffected, s
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His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 43: Scary Father-in-Law
JULIA Evan’s eyes widened, and before I could even react, his hand clamped around my wrist.“What are you—”He didn’t answer. He pulled me quickly to the side, his movements prompt but not rough, and before I knew it, I was standing behind a heavy curtain. The fabric scratched against my arm as Evan stepped in front of me, shielding me from view.“Stay quiet,” he whispered, his voice barely audible from how thick their curtain was. His body was close—really close. I could feel his warmth from the thick cloth. I was sure he could feel my chest, too, the way it rose and fell, along with the tension on my shoulders. My heart thudded in my chest, not just from the sudden movement but from the way his hand lingered against mine. His touch wasn’t harsh. It was almost...protective. Well, he had always been protective of me when it came to his parents. Despite their blatant rejection of my presence in their family, I never felt its heaviness because of Evan. I tilted my head up to look
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 42: Say It
JULIA Heather really must have invited the entire city.I tightened my grip on the clutch in my hand, glancing over the group of people spilling across the mansion’s sprawling garden. It was amazing that someone knew so many people. I didn’t even have these many friends on my social media! However, what was more amazing was the space. The place should have been cramped, but the Astor’s estate was designed to fit crowds that could fill a stadium. Instead of chaos, the scene looked like a magazine spread. Fairy lights were strung between towering oaks, champagne flutes glinting in the golden light, and impeccably dressed guests mingling like they owned the world.Their laughter was also a familiar tune. It was the sound of rich people laughing—the borderline fake one that you hear in casinos, golf courses, or yachts. “Woah, is this Heather’s house?” Gianna whispered beside me, her jaw practically on the floor.I shook my head, still amazed at the scene before me. “No, it’s the Asto
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 41: Silver and Red
JULIA“What?” Sarah exclaimed, chuckling. “I’m just telling the truth!” “Whatever,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m going to get changed.” “Julia,” she said in a scolding tone. “Look at yourself right now.” She directed my body to face the mirror, and there, I saw my entire look. “What am I supposed to look at?” I muttered. “A very beautiful, breeda—” “Don’t even finish that sentence,” I warned, glaring at her. She chuckled and shook her head. “You look perfect!” she said. “I know you don’t want to capture anybody’s attention, but you’re just a natural at that. I can make you wear a rag, and you’d still get their attention.” “Where are you going with this?” I asked. “What I’m saying is,” she smiled, placing her hands on my shoulders. “You’re going to be okay. You’re not overdressed. Silver and gold are the themes, and this fits right in it! Heather would be predictable and go with something red, but hey, what do I know about it?” “Anyway,” she continued. “Don’t feel out of plac
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 40: Banging
EVANDER "Rui, grab me a coffee," I said, not looking up from my laptop. It was already the end of the week, and I was tired out of my mind. Tomorrow, I still need to come to work before going to Heather's birthday. "You should place the coffee maker in your office at this point," another voice said, making me frown. I sighed and lifted my head, already dreading the conversation. "What are you doing here, Dad?" I asked, massaging the bridge of my nose. "Why?" he asked, sitting on the large leather couch. "Can't I visit my one and only son?" "Dad, please," I said. "I'm already tired as it is. Cut to the chase." He chuckled, making me shake my head. "You really know me so well. You know that Heather's party is coming up, right?" "Yes," I said. "You arranged it to be in our mansion and invited all of your friends and colleagues." "Well, yes," he said. "Our house is big enough to host the entire city! Your mom wants to make it extravagant, too, since she's turning 25." "Hmm," I hu
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 39: Accept It
JULIA This week was shaping up to be one of the worst weeks of my life. First, I got drugged by a lunatic and was saved by my ex—who made me feel like his help was worth a million dollars. Second, I found out that Heather, my ex's current girlfriend, was born a day before my son. Not only that, but she invited me to the said party, which was going to be held at the Astor's mansion. And third, Mr. Matthews, the professor who used to adore all of my works, called my latest piece 'mediocre,' 'lacking feeling,' and 'should have never been passed.' He didn't even take my artwork and told me to pass him another one by the end of next week! I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. It was the middle of the week already, and I still hadn't made my decision regarding Heather's invitation. I also haven't been able to restart the artwork as Mr. Matthews has instructed. Even Sarah was on edge as she watched me, not knowing what to say. Just then, Andy came out of his room with a wide a
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 38: An Invitation
JULIA "Woah!" Harper exclaimed as soon as she saw me. "What happened to you?" I pursed my lips. It hadn't been long since I arrived at school, but I already looked like it was the end of day. I clutched the canvas to my side, silently thanking the universe that it dried on my way here. I had so much in my mind that I forgot to start the project for Mr. Matthews' subject. With that said, I started it just yesterday. Was I satisfied with the result? Not necessarily. However, I still needed to pass something somehow. Old me would have scolded my current self. "I didn't sleep," I said, slumping on the chair. It didn't help that Mr. Matthews was our first-morning subject. "I can see that," Harper chuckled. Gianna joined them, nudging Harper's side. "Even if Julia didn't get any sleep, she's still prettier than the majority of people people in this class." "Well, you're right about that," Harper said. "She still looks very beautiful." Just then, the door opened, and it seemed like
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 37: She Found Out
EVANDER I skimmed through the second art-related book in my hand. Mr. Miyagi just confirmed that the meeting would be during the party next month, so I needed to familiarize myself with such terms before the time came. My peaceful reading was interrupted when Rui came in, a confused look on his face. I let down my reading glasses and looked at him with one eyebrow raised. “What’s with that look?” I asked. He scratched the back of his neck. “It’s weird,” he said. “I didn’t get any vibes from her.” My frown deepened. “What vibes? And from who?” “From your friend, Julia.” I sighed and shook my head. “She’s not my friend.” “Well, whatever she is. She’s quite…different. You know how I’m afraid of women, right?” I let out a soft chuckle. “Yeah, you’ve mentioned it plenty of times.” “I wasn’t afraid of her—Julia. She just seems really kind,” he said, a small smile appearing on his lips. “So what?” I asked, turning my attention back to the book. “You fell in love with her in first s
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 36: Too Many Things To Do
JULIA I opened the door to our humble apartment and was immediately bombarded with a tearful hug. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked at my little boy, hugging my thigh. "Mommy," he sobbed. I pursed my lips to keep my own tears at bay. I knelt down to his level and pushed his hair away from his face. "Andy," I muttered. "It's okay now. Mommy's here. She's not going anywhere anymore." "Mommy, I was worried," he cried into my neck. "I know. I know," I said, hoping my words would comfort him. However, it seemed to make him cry even harder. "I don't want to lose you, Mommy," he softly said against my neck. My skin was wet from his tears, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. "You're the only one I have," he added, making my heart break further. "Of course," I said with a small smile. "I'll always be here, hmm? Mommy won't let you go...ever." I tightened my hold around him, not wanting to let him go. However, the moment was interrupted by Sarah barging in, her phone next to her hear,
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 35: Not A Guest
JULIA I stared at the pile of money on the table, feeling my annoyance return. I didn't even take the one on the bedside table! I merely stayed because Susan had prepared breakfast, and I didn't want to be disrespectful. "Sir Evander," Susan said in a warning tone. Evan pursed his lips and ran his fingers through his hair. "I told you to escort her out when she wakes up. Why is she still here?" Susan sighed. "It's because I prepared enough breakfast. You can't let your guest leave with an empty stomach." "She's not a guest," he deadpanned. "She's merely here because she didn't want to say where she lived." Susan appeared stressed. "Still, you cannot throw money like that to a person." Evan didn't say anything and typed something on his phone. "Fine," he said. "I already called Rui. I'll have him take her home." Susan was about to respond when the door flung open, revealing an unfamiliar person. "Sir," he said, bowing at Evan. "Are you ready to head to work?" Evan nodded and
