Too Late For Regret, the Billionaire Cherishes Me

Chapter 8

Word Count: 702 | Released on: Today at 17:46

m. The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows had begun t

. She walked into the bedroom, drew all the hea

. The faint scent of Haskell on t

low and hurled it to the floor. Then she buried her

but her tears soaked th

of a beautiful woman with a gentle smile, her features bearing a striking

red, her voice brea

uffer this humiliation? Would there have been a safe ha

her phone rang, shattering

But it rang again, and ag

phone. The screen lit up with

y true

lifestyles had slowly pulled them apart. Danielle had never liked the way Haskell treated Julis

d, then swip

ou been?" Danielle's voice exploded from the speake

a spoke, a sob caught in he

t's wrong? Are you crying? Did that bas

fenses crumbled completely. She broke do

ver right now!" Danielle's v

.. at

there in thirty minut

doorbell rang. Julissa d

rp, short haircut. It was Danielle. She took one look at Julissa's swol

out," Danielle said s

ally finding a safe place to let go of her a

lass of warm water, and then sat beside h

ragged breaths, Danielle spoke. "Okay. T

thing. The photo. The shared birthday. The

rom the sofa, furious. "Holy shit! He has a secr

You have to leave him! Divorce him, now!" D

ention her father's company, or the baby.

ed. I'm taking you out. We're going to max out Haskell's credit card.

without waiting for an answer and p

et everyone see that you are so muc

rce energy, the dead water

Chapter End

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open

Too Late For Regret, the Billionaire Cherishes Me

Edilaine Beckert Romance

“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.”