Too Late For Regret: My Lost Heir

chair was designed for durability, not comfort. The

shadows across the bed. Harper was still asleep. Her skin looked translucent, almost blue in the ha

against his thigh

ther St

d his thumb across the screen to answer. He wa

, he said.

an's voice crackled over

for

tell me your wife was seen entering a clinic in Midtown at dawn. Is there some

. He leaned against the hospital wall. Grandmother

If I don't see stability in your personal life, if I don't see a

hreat. A d

amily dinner. Bring Sera

yes. Grandmother, S

nt. Bring her. Or don't bother coming your

ne wen

dn't tell his grandmother about the divorce yet. Her heart cond

Seraphin

you are calling

penthouse landline. No ans

his morning, sir, the door

e would she go? She had nowhere. The Vande

possessed, the one his company now held the deed to. It was a ru

there. It

ck her phone's last known loca

enter

d. Why was sh

the clinic and saw her sitting in the waiting room through the gla

e phone. Grandmother want

at her phone.

in. This time

e said. Her

that, he said.

m b

s to see you tonight at the estate. If you

e a you problem

Sera, please. Just tonight. I need

e fee is hig

hen did she talk like this?

d. I have an important surgery..

ed, frustration boiling over. You're leaving me and

silent for a

ce the strictest interpretation of the pre-nup. I will freeze every account you have access to. I will tie y

other end. She had no money. He knew that

ed with suppressed rage. I will

me

never threaten me a

, Juli

ven, she said

phone. She looked at Zoe, who was stand

go, Sera

ou're already here. L

ave nothing, Zoe. No cash. No cards. If he locks the ac

cu

reschedule

came back. Your progesterone is critically low. And with your stress leve

bitter laugh. Maybe

Zoe said softly.

her a bottl

clinic door. He watched Seraphina walk

t was the nurse f

st is awake and she's hyperventil

ed away, the image of Seraphina in her