Love is gone, regret is late

Seven months pregnant.

With my belly showing, I helped Caleb Prescott secure the latest quarterly partnership.

Then, checking his location discreetly, I headed to the bar, planning to surprise him.

Just before pushing open the private room door, I heard his voice, laced with a cynical laugh, mingling with his friends.

“Caleb, won’t Audrey be mad if she finds out you deliberately sent her on that business trip just so you could celebrate Chloe finishing high school and getting into college?”

Caleb scoffed, utterly dismissive.