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Too Late For Regret: My Lost Heir

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 1039    |    Released on: 06/01/2026

r dress, biting into her skin. Seraphina wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and took

Her fingers brushed past the extra towels and the cleaning sup

a month ago. Just

he foil wrapper made a crinkling sound t

lastic stick on the edge of the sink and pulled o

he toilet and watched the seco

ond was a

in her hand. It

down from the top of the screen.

n. She knew she shouldn't look. She knew

s a p

of the sheets, a man's hand was holding a woman's hand. The man wore a platinum watc

ption: Thank you for

he timing. Julian had left her apartment ten minutes ago. He was already

one went off. A che

d up and looke

nes. Bold.

as pr

ded like a sob. It was the cruelest joke. On the night her husband e

flat stomach. No

Would he stay out of duty? Would he resent the child for keeping him from

imagined Harper, with her Vintage Red l

o

box. She grabbed the ultrasound appointment

trash can. The cleaning staff came tomorrow morning. If they f

bundle. Then she shoved it deep into her purse. She would dispose of it in a public tra

was still pounding against the glass. She sl

out into the storm and let the wind take them. The wet cardboard turned to

ked it. Her hands were shak

her face. She looked at herself in the mirror. The w

phone and dialed

e rang f

epy voice an

e, she said. Her voice was steady, st

re awake now. What's

ant, Serap

end. Oh my god. That's... wait

id. And he never will. We sig

. That bastard! H

pointment, Z

ntment f

te it, Ser

d over the line.

. Are you sure? You

ff. I cannot bring a child int

hina could hear the tremor in it. I can get you in tomorrow morning.

u, Serap

bedroom. She pulled a suitcase

the jewelry. She packed jeans. T-shirts. The cashmere sweater her mother had k

ed the b

of keys to the penthouse-the heavy brass key, the

rom Julian's executive assistant.

n the power button on the side of her

her hands wrapping protectively around her stomach one last time. A s

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Too Late For Regret: My Lost Heir
Too Late For Regret: My Lost Heir
“I spent three years being the perfect, quiet wife to Julian Sterling, dimming my own light to fit into his cold Manhattan penthouse. On our anniversary, I sat in the dark with a secret that would change our lives forever-I was finally pregnant with the heir he always wanted. But Julian didn't come home to celebrate. He threw divorce papers on the table and told me his first love, Harper, was dying of stage four cancer. "It is her last wish," Julian said, his voice cold and detached. "She wants to be Mrs. Sterling before she dies. It is the only thing she has ever wanted." I signed the papers and walked away without taking a dime of his billions, but fate wasn't done with me. A few days later, our paths crossed in a crowded hospital lobby. Julian, blinded by his need to protect Harper from the paparazzi, saw me as an obstacle in their way. To clear a path for her, he shoved me aside with enough force to send me flying. I hit the sharp corner of a marble desk and collapsed. As I lay on the floor, I watched Julian hesitate for a fraction of a second before choosing to comfort a wailing Harper instead of helping me. He held her hand while I bled out on the cold stone, losing the child he never even knew I was carrying. In the operating room, the truth finally came to light: Harper wasn't dying. She was faking her symptoms with bribes and stage makeup, and Julian had sacrificed his own son's life for a performance. When he showed up at my bedside crying and begging for a second chance, I realized that the woman he married was gone. I pulled off my platinum wedding ring and dropped it onto the metal tray with a hollow clink. "Take it," I whispered. "It is too heavy. I cannot carry it anymore." Julian thinks he has lost a wife, but he has actually created a storm. I am no longer the quiet girl he broke; I am a Vanderbilt, and I am going to burn his entire world to the ground for what he did to my baby.”