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The Billionaire’s Regret 308: THE BREAKING POINT.
NATE’S POV I didn’t turn the heater on. The cold inside the car kept my head sharp, kept my anger from boiling over into something I could not take back. The incompetent PI Elliot hired was supposed to meet me ten minutes ago. This will be his last damn job. If he brings me anything useless again. It has been two hours since I left Elara. Two hours of nothing but incompetence, dead ends and useless reports. Every second away from her feels wrong. It feels like pieces of me are being scraped out and tossed somewhere I can’t reach. I look back at the hospital entrance. She is probably asleep by now. Or still talking with her mother. She is safe. And so is our baby. But for how long? The silence inside the car carried too much weight. Then a sharp knock hit the window. I unlocked the passenger door. Gareth slid in as usual his eyes scanned the car for second longer then dropped a sealed folder on the dashboard. The thing just sat there like bad news wrapped in paper.
The Billionaire’s Regret 307: WHAT I WILL REGRET
ELARA’S POV My mother’s expression sharpens. “Do you remember your Aunt Gina?” she asks, her tone suddenly careful, too careful even. My head lifts, confusion slicing through the frustration. “What does Aunt Gina have to do with any of this?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. The air shifts. My mother and Aunt Gina despise each other, everyone knows that. Every holiday ended in disaster. The only time they weren’t at war was in their childhood photos, photos aunt later burned one visit and never came back after that. Mom even forbade us from mentioning Gina in the house. “Long before I got pregnant with you, your aunt got pregnant. With her first son.” “I thought Logan and I were the same age?” “Before Logan,” she corrects gently, “your aunt had another baby…. And when she was pregnant with him, the doctors told her the baby had abnormalities due to a chromosomal issue. He couldn’t develop legs.” She pauses, breath shaky. “They told her the best option was to abort.”
The Billionaire’s Regret 306: SMART THING TO DO.
ELARA’S POV Her smile widens as she pulls the overbed tray closer and sets out several bowls. “How have you been, Mom? How’s the restaurant?” I don’t even know where to start. It’s been so long since we’ve had an actual conversation without a terrible connection ending it abruptly. Or one of us forgetting to reply the chats. “Everything’s fine,” she says, pulling out a spoon. Her nails are painted blue and nude, her forever go‑to colors. “I’ve been so busy with the restaurants… I haven’t gotten a chance to take another trip since I got back from Malta.” If I remember right, she came back from Malta last month. “Really?” I prop myself up more. My cheeks are starting to hurt from how much I’m smiling. “But maybe that’s a good thing. The second you’re out of here, we’re going on that mother‑daughter trip I told you about.” “You never told me anything about that.” “I sent you a link on your socials. It’s the new trend these days.” A laugh slips out of me before I ca
The Billionaire’s Regret 305: WHERE DOES IT HURT?
ELARA’S POV Nate places another kiss on my forehead. His lips linger longer than the last three times. “I know I look like a ghost,” I sigh just as another silent sting hits my lower back. My whole body feels like it is falling apart. Even though the bleeding has stopped completely, I keep drifting in and out of sleep. The IV needles have left tiny bruises and punctures all over my hands. At this point even breathing feels like a chore. “You do not look like a ghost, my love.” He smiles and snuggles closer, acting like this narrow hospital bed was made for the two of us. “Oh really?” I lift a brow, but my voice comes out so faint it is almost a whisper. “Yes,” he says, sounding entirely too confident. “You were staring so much I could see my dark circles reflected in your eyes.” He turns to me, studying my face with the seriousness of a surgeon. “I don’t see any dark circles here.” I can’t help but smile. “You don’t have to lie. I am supposed to look like a ghost, yo
The Billionaire’s Regret 304: THE CHOICE THAT BREAKS HIM
NATE’S POV The clock on the wall is ticking too loudly. Or maybe it’s just my pulse hammering in my ears. I’m sitting across from the doctor, but I feel like I’m not really here. Like my body arrived, but my mind is still back in that hallway where she collapsed in my arms for the second time in barely two days. Two bleeding episodes. Two brushes with the worst possibility imaginable. The doctor clears her throat gently, and my spine turns to stone. “We stabilized the bleeding again…” she begins, eyes flicking down to the tablet in her hand, “but your wife’s pregnancy remains extremely high-risk.” That word — wife — burns through my chest. It makes everything feel sharper. Real. Close. “How high-risk?” My voice doesn’t even sound like mine. It’s rough, scraped out of my throat. The doctor looks at me with that clinical sympathy I hate more than anything in this world. “Mr. Hale… her uterine lining is very thin. The placenta hasn’t attached well. And given the r
The Billionaire’s Regret 303: SAVE THEM.
NATE’S POVI can’t sit. I can’t breathe. I can’t think.Ten minutes ago, she was in my arms. Bleeding. Crying.Now I’m useless — stuck in a hallway while strangers decide if she lives.I pace. I curse. I tear at my hair.Every time those doors swing open, my heart stops. And every time it isn’t her, it drops straight to hell.A nurse finally steps out — the one who rushed her inside.I’m on her instantly.“Is she okay? Tell me she’s okay.”“Mr. Hales, please calm—”“No. Tell me what’s happening.”Her expression stays maddeningly blank.“We’re working to stabilize her. She lost more blood than expected.”My knees nearly buckle.“Is she still—”I choke. I can’t finish it.“Yes. She’s alive.”Air finally enters my lungs… then freezes again.“But she is not out of danger yet.”I step closer, voice breaking.“What about the baby?”Her mouth tightens like the answer hurts her too.“There’s a heartbeat,” she says quietly.“Faint. But it’s there.”A sound tears out of me — relief tangled with
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