All Chapters of His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

JULIA I stood there, staring at the two pink lines on the pregnancy test. My hands shook so badly that I almost dropped it. “Goodness,” I muttered, massaging the bridge of my nose. I knew I had been feeling off lately. The dizziness, the nausea—it all made sense now. I glanced at the clock and sighed. Evan would be home soon. My heart raced at the thought. Would he be happy? I bit my lip, trying to swallow down the nerves bubbling up inside me. “There’s no need to feel this way, Julia,” I muttered, smiling at my reflection in the mirror. Evan loved me. He’d called me the greatest gift in his life more times than I could count! He’d always chosen me, even when girls with prettier faces and wealthier families tried to steal his attention. He never even glanced at them!However, there was still a nagging doubt that made my fingers curl tighter around the pregnancy test. Evander Cassiel Astor—the heir to Astor Empires and my boyfriend of four years. We’d been together since our f

JULIA I paused at the thought of Evan coming back. Have I thought about it? Of course, I have. However, it was something I felt was impossible. Yet, here I was now—back to the city where we first met. The chances of seeing him had increased, and I didn’t know how to feel about it. After I found out I was pregnant, I told my parents right away. It was obvious that they couldn’t accept it at all. Their only daughter getting pregnant at a very young age wasn’t a part of their plans. And when I told them that Evan couldn’t seem to accept the child, they became even angrier. They had known Evan since he was young. Well, we have been best friends since we were little because my parents worked for his family—helpers of some sort. Our relationship wasn’t really perceived well in the Astor family. I could tell that they respected Evan’s decision to date their helper’s daughter. However, at the same time, I could also tell that they wanted someone better for him. So, as soon as I was out

EVANDER I leaned over, fingers barely brushing the barbell as Carter pressed upward. His face was scrunched and red—making him look even more annoying than usual. He needed to learn his limits, but that’s why I was here, spotting his ass as always. “Come on, man. Push it,” I sighed, feeling impatient. “I’m…trying…,” he breathed heavily. I clicked my tongue and shook my head. “You should have picked the lighter weight.” He sucked in a breath, veins popping against his skin, but the weight stayed put. I watched, unbothered, letting him struggle a bit longer before intervening. It was part of the process, making them sweat it out. Helped build character.Just as I stepped in to lift the weight, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, glancing at the screen. Dad. I groaned and held in the urge to press the decline button. However, I knew better than to ignore it. I nodded at Carter, signaling that I had his back for a second, and answered.“Evander,” came the familiar v

JULIA The daycare classroom was quiet, only filled with the soft scratching of crayons against paper. Andy sat on a small stool nearby, his tongue sticking out in concentration as he worked on his latest masterpiece. Meanwhile, Ellie and I were seated across from each other at one of the low tables, the silence between us growing heavier with each passing second. I focused on smoothing the sleeve of my sweater, still speckled with dirt from my earlier adventure. Ellie, on the other hand, sat perfectly composed, her green eyes scanning the room to search for the right words. Finally, she broke the silence. “He’s a great boy.” Her tone was soft as her gaze shifted to Andy. He was drawing what looked like a cat with an oversized head. I nodded, swallowing hard. “Yeah, he is.” She smiled faintly, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “You’ve done well with him, Julia. It’s not easy, raising a child on your own.” Her words stung, though I knew she didn’t mean them to. “I had a hun

JULIA“I’ll send in your partners this evening,” our Advanced Painting teacher, Mrs. Dorothy White, and the strictest teacher I had ever encountered in my entire life said.“Like I said–no choosing of partners. This piece will be sent by the end of the month. No asking for extension of deadlines,” she continued before grabbing her items on the table and walking out of the classroom. “Oh, and no complaining.”With that she left the classroom without saying a proper goodbye.I sighed and shook my head. I had also attended one of her classes before. It was hell. I was sure she had retired by now–but, it seemed like she was even younger than before. It must be from all the college souls she had sucked. Mrs. Dorothy White was really someone who couldn’t be messed with. She's the sole reason why a lot of students do not graduate.I was about to pop my earphones in when someone suddenly tapped my shoulder. I placed my earphones down and looked at the girl right next to me.“Hi,” she said in