Regret Came Too Late

The private lives of men in power were rarely clean, just well-hidden. Once they had money, many grew tired of the wives who had stood by them during the lean years. Most of them had mistresses, and some had several.

Grace didn't sugarcoat things. She told the mistress that Edric had spent tens of millions of dollars on his wife's jewelry and even gotten her pregnant.

The mistress had been with Edric for years. She always said she didn't want his money, just his love. She barely took anything from him.

She knew how to read a man; how to be soft when he needed it. Edric liked that, and their relationship still had that honeymoon glow.

Women like her, led by love, were easy to set off. All Grace had to do was mention the wife's pregnancy and she'd snap.

The mistress had been with Edric for years, always dreaming of having a child with him. However, Edric wasn't dumb. He kept things purely physical, knowing a baby would be too messy. Thus, no matter how intense the romance was, fatherhood was never on the table.

His mistress was lovesick and desperate for something permanent—a baby. But he brushed it off every time, blaming age, health, or timing.

She had even tried ditching protection more than once, hoping he'd give in. Still, nothing ever happened.

Now, suddenly, she heard that his wife was pregnant at nearly 50! That was enough to break her.

His wife didn't even know she existed. The moment their

the whole house turned into a scene from a

tied to the fight between the two women in the house. He had

looked like they'd gone for a few rounds in a boxing

moment the mistress saw him,

throbbed, and his expression darkened. "Where's

him beyond reason. Why else would he have

low-tier, but if his son wanted it, he would give his blessing without hesitation. Even after the accident that ruined Thomson's

never wavered.

rampage, smashing

later, the house was a disaster

not okay.

he knew she came at him

wide-eyed and helpless.

the neighbors called the police,