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Redesigning His Regret After She Left

Chapter 9 

Word Count: 640    |    Released on: 20/07/2026

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elina with a look of feigned nostalgia. "She always said that if I ever became fa

gned to establish a long, intimate history, positioning Celina as a subordi

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Redesigning His Regret After She Left
Redesigning His Regret After She Left
“I had just gotten the sonogram of our long-awaited baby, ready to give my billionaire husband, Blake, the surprise of his life. But that night, a woman answered his phone. The next morning, he handed me a divorce agreement. He coldly stated our three-year marriage was just a business arrangement and he only ever saw me as a sister. His college sweetheart, Estella, had returned. To pave the way for his true love, Blake didn't just kick me out of our home. He destroyed my career. He abruptly cancelled my multi-million dollar campaign to make Estella the new face of our luxury brand. When a colleague publicly mocked me as a discarded stray dog, Blake protected her and ordered me to apologize. He even forced me to personally manage Estella's launch, letting her publicly humiliate me in the boardroom by revealing that the parting gift I cherished from him was actually bought by her. "You must take good care of it. I hope you don't mind that I had Blake pass it along." I was stripped of my husband, my dignity, and my hard work, reduced to a pathetic charity case. I touched my flat stomach, realizing the tiny life inside me would only be a liability to him. My three years of devotion were nothing but a cruel joke. Looking at the two people who had shattered my world, my heart finally turned to ash. I wiped my tears, calmly walked out of that boardroom, and prepared my counterattack. I would take my dignity back, piece by painful piece.”