The CEO's Regret: His Lost Wife's Secret Twins novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89

A faint smile touched his lips.

“They were awful, I continued, laughing. “Burned on the outside, raw in the middle. But I ate every single one because you made them

with love.”

‘S-sorry, he managed.

“No, don’t apologize. Those were the best pancakes I ever had.” I paused, gathering my courage. “Dad, I have something important to tell

you. Something wonderful.”

His eyes focused on me intently.

“I’m pregnant. The words came out in a rush. “You’re going to be a grandfather.”

His eyes widened, suddenly bright and alert. His mouth opened and closed, trying to form words. Tears spilled down his cheeks.

“Yes, it’s real,” I confirmed. “I’m having a baby. That’s why you need to get better quickly. This little one is going to need their grandpa.”

“B-baby,” he repeated, his voice filled with wonder.

“Imagine it, Dad. The three of us in our own place. You’ll teach them how to ride a bike, how to be kind and brave. All the things that

made you the best father in the world.”

He tried to raise his hand toward my stomach. I guided it there, pressing it gently against the barely visible curve.

“Your grandchild,” I whispered. “A brand new beginning for all of us.”

“P-promise,” he struggled to say. “Take… care.”

‘I promise, Dad. I’ll take care of both of us.” I extended my pinky finger toward him, just like we used to do when I was a child. But you have to promise me something too. Promise you’ll keep fighting, keep getting better.”

Dad raised his pinky with visible effort, hooking it weakly around mine.

“We’re going to be happy again,” I said firmly. “No more sadness, no more being apart. Just you, me, and the baby. A real family.”

“F-family, he echoed.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. A text from Blake: [Come back.]

I ignored it. This moment with my father was more important than anything Blake demanded.

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“Dad, when you’re stronger, we’re going to start over. I’m going to clear your name of that attempted murder charge. Everyone will know

the truth.

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His expression grew troubled, but I pressed on.

“And I’m going to dance again. Remember how you used to take me to all those recitals? I want the baby to see me dance. I want them to

see their mom doing what she loves.”

‘Proud, Dad managed to say. “So… proud.

“You don’t have to be proud of me, Dad. You just have to get better.”

We sat in comfortable silence, just holding hands. The morning sun warmed us both, and for the first time in years, I felt real hope.

My phone buzzed again. This time it was a call. Blake’s name flashed on the screen.

“Dad, I’m sorry, but I need to go.” I stood reluctantly. “But I’ll be back tomorrow. And every single day until you can walk out of here with

“Go,” he said, the word clearer than before. “Be… safe.”

“I will, Dad. I promise.” I kissed his forehead. “I love you so much.”

“Love… you,” he whispered back.

As I walked away, I turned back one more time. Dad was clutching Mr. Buttons to his chest, watching me go. I waved, and he managed a

small wave back.

I made it to the parking lot before the tears came again. But this time they were different. Not tears of grief, but tears of joy mixed with fierce determination. My father was awake. I was going to be a mother. And somehow, we were going to build the life we deserved.

I would find out what happened ten years ago. I would clear Dad’s name. I would give my child the loving grandfather they deserved. And I would do it all on my own terms.

The phone in my pocket buzzed again, but I didn’t answer. Let Blake wait. For once, I had something more important than his demands.

I had hope.

Two hours later, everything changed. My phone rang with news that shattered that fragile, precious hope into pieces.

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