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Too Late For Regret, Mr. Montgomery

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 817    |    Released on: 09/11/2026

downtown, Claire flipped throu

just closed an eight-figure

through strategies for confronting her family that afternoo

t shrew in Seattle. You're too polite and care too m

me sleep," Allie said, declining gently. "Our fami

her father, Robert Morrow, used her mother's insurance payout to marry Sharon Tucker. A

Seattle riverfront, avoiding the family chauffeur entirely. It sat right next to a riverside park and the mos

ang the bell. A middle-aged woman in an apron, Brenda

I hel

ofa in front of a giant TV, sipping red wine. Using Allie's bride price to buy a riverfront penthouse, send her son

r Botox-stiffened face toward the door, inst

did you come a

lian, the smile vanished from Sharon's face, and she flopped b

ay after your wedding and Master Juli

rmchair and looked around th

n cost? The six million from my bride price th

a second before lif

ections, he called the real estate executive

ning. She stood up abruptly, her chest h

to go behind my back an

called a gold digger by the Montgomerys. She had warned her father a hundred times never to a

e a scalded cat, pointing a fi

the floor at the Montgomery manor to force that marriage, do you think Julian would have ever looked twice at a spineless mute like you? Stop pu

at her bleeding wounds. Allie

m divorcing him, and you need to return every c

ped her wineglass, staring at Allie as if she had gr

to scare me, right? What ki

was pure madness in Sharon's eyes. Convinced no woman could be

just now, but marriage isn't

ing his briefcase, beaming with pride. The instant Sharon saw him, he

re home! Your daughter is tryi

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Too Late For Regret, Mr. Montgomery
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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.”