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Too Late For Regret, the Billionaire Cherishes Me

Too Late For Regret, the Billionaire Cherishes Me

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 718    |    Released on: Today at 17:46

he small plastic stick. Two pink line

test, frozen. Then she slow

gna

de the smile on her lips. After two years of marriag

imagined the surprise on his face when

her phone. Haskell's name appeared on the sc

d barely been home. When he retu

She would tell him tonight. In person

ssa walked into the kit

ification slid into view from the New York Daily P

y Weekend with Mystery Mother and

clenched around Julissa's he

the link. The few seconds it took for th

n, the

-resolution photo, the Central Park

, maybe four or five years old, with an expression of such unguarded tenderness

n candy, patiently offering it to the litt

rm linked intimately with his. Her head rested lightly o

knew tha

asia

d neighbor and frie

e of them made. It mentioned Anastasia was a widow with a young daught

kell looked at that little girl with such tenderness. It f

had the flu, a fever of 102. Sh

said, his tone clipped with impa

stumbled back into the bathroom, doubling over the

ess. It was the physica

, tears finally breaking free, blurrin

back at the glowing screen of her phone, a

und the pregnancy test. The hard plastic edg

dn't let

iate her. A target for the mockery of that woman

sink, splashing cold water on her face again an

d broken. Her face was pale,

ancy test in layers of tissue and buried it in the

. She didn't delete the news.

and the last ember of warmth she held for him wa

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Too Late For Regret, the Billionaire Cherishes Me
Too Late For Regret, the Billionaire Cherishes Me
“Julissa stared at the two pink lines on the pregnancy test. After two years of a freezing marriage to billionaire Haskell Francis, she hoped this baby would finally bridge the gap between them. But just as she planned to surprise him, a gossip news alert popped up on her phone. The photo showed her husband looking with unguarded tenderness at a five-year-old girl, while his "widowed childhood friend" Anastasia leaned intimately on his shoulder. When she called him that night, he coldly claimed he was busy with a contract. Yet, through the receiver, Julissa clearly heard a little girl's sweet voice call out, "Daddy!" When she finally confronted the "happy family" in a department store, Haskell didn't apologize. Instead, his bodyguards blocked her friend, and he forcefully dragged Julissa into his car to protect his precious public image. "I will not allow my marriage to become a laughingstock." He flatly refused her plea for a divorce. Worse, he coldly informed her that Anastasia and the little girl would be moving into their marital home next week. If she didn't accept it, he would completely destroy her father's company. Trapped in this suffocating nightmare, Julissa touched her still-flat stomach, her heart turning to solid ice. Looking at the cruel monster beside her, she knew her days of playing the obedient Mrs. Francis were over.”