Too Late For Regret, Mr. Montgomery

Chapter 4

Word Count: 826 | Released on: 09/11/2026

ned against the doorframe holding a cup of black coffee. Recovering q

are just close friends. He's simply kindhe

e filthy messages also sent

Over a dozen texts from different virtual numbers filled the display: Even if you have

's eyes, though she turned her

I send those? Half the wom

hose virtual numbers routed through three rotating proxies, but the canary link I injected into the reply handshake pinged back your device'

s face. Turning pale and then livid, she dro

t all! He only married you out of obligation becau

ill he marry you? Do you really think Madame Montgomery and the board wou

ap across the face. She froze in place, trembling with

Don't bull

etely off guard in her soft house slippers, Allie skidded across the polished marble floor and crashed heavily onto the ground. Her palms and

across Christa's face. Ser

ack to grab a forgotten folder, stood in the doorway. Seeing Allie on the

appened

looked up with a cold, mocking laugh and po

d me on purpose. Julian, between

mmediately burst into t

ened... Cody was just running

d of hesitation, Jul

ell-behaved boy. How could

sappointment. She tried to push herself up, but Julian dropped to one knee and scooped her up into hi

bedroom sofa, Julian reach

elessly? Is your low blo

had already told him the truth; since he chose to play deaf

handed over the damaged phone from the f

Don't cut your fingers. I'll have my s

re waking up, illuminating the jagged glass and displaying the exact provocative tex

ding me these nasty messages f

d uncomfortably before he

t some bored troublemaker

ation thread and cleared the recent cache with practiced efficiency. Staring at t

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“On her wedding night, Allie's new husband brought his former lover and her son to their marital home. He claimed they had been evicted and he had a strict duty to care for his late friend's widow. But the next morning, the widow was sitting at the dining table wearing his oversized silk robe. She expertly played the fragile victim, twisting every situation to make Allie look like a jealous monster. When the widow's son deliberately shoved Allie down the marble stairs, Julian didn't even check his wife's bruised arm. Instead, he shielded the boy, glaring at Allie with absolute disgust. "Why would you push a child? You're scaring him!" Later that night, Allie found explicit texts on Julian's unlocked phone. The widow was the one he truly loved, and Allie's marriage was just a PR stunt to appease the corporate board. Once she gave birth to a legitimate heir, she would be completely discarded. To make matters worse, Allie's own father and stepmother had sold her out for a five-million-dollar dowry. They had already squandered her money on a beachfront villa and told her to never come back. Allie was completely alone, trapped with a husband who despised her and a family that bled her dry. But she didn't shed a single tear. She secretly photographed the texts, bypassed her husband, and slammed the evidence in front of her ruthless mother-in-law to negotiate an ironclad divorce. Then, she opened her encrypted laptop and contacted her old tech partner. It was time to take her life back.”