Billionaire’s Regret After Losing Her (Aurelia) novel Chapter 44

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The moment Aurelia tried to leave, two bodyguards silently became a human wall, blocking her path.

She turned back to Dominic. “What the hell is this?”

“Mrs. Drake lands in New York around 9 PM. While she’s here, you’re not leaving.”

Aurelia’s eyes narrowed. “And if I insist?”

“Now’s not the time for a tantrum. You hurt Lauren that badly -Marilyn’s not going to let it slide.”

Dominic stared her down, lips pressed into a thin line.

That look said it all. He was blaming her. For being unreasonable. For recklessly crossing Marilyn.

Aurelia let out a soft laugh and nodded. She turned, walked back to the couch, and sat down.

She tossed her bag onto the cushions. “Marilyn Drake. Right. The Black Widow of New York.”

The Black Widow–the nickname the city gave her.

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“Tomorrow,” Aurelia said coolly, “the news about my miscarriage two years ago? It’s gonna be all over New York.”

Dominic froze.

The air in the room turned razor–sharp.

“Are you insane?” he snapped. “I already told you–she didn’t mean to—”

“Whether she meant to or not, I’d like to hear what everyone else thinks.” Aurelia cut him off. “Don’t you?”

Her meaning was crystal clear. She was going scorched earth.

Dominic slammed his glass down on the table with a sharp

crack.

When he looked at her again, his gaze was even colder than

before.

Through gritted teeth, he said, “Aurelia, you weren’t like this before-”

“You’re right. I wasn’t like this before.” Aurelia cut him off cold. “But guess what? This is the real me. So if you’ve got the balls–divorce me.”

Dominic remained silent.

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Aurelia leaned in, voice sharp as glass. “Until we’re divorced, nobody gets peace. Not you. Not them. Nobody.”

“Oh, and your mom’s tight with Marilyn, right? That cozy little friendship?” She smiled without warmth. “Pretty sure I just torched it.”

Dominic’s jaw tightened. “This won’t end well for you.”

Aurelia laughed–bitter and hollow. “End well? I threw my reputation in the trash to drag you all through the mud with me. You think I care about ‘ending well“?”

She’d burn every bridge if it meant watching them all burn.

Dominic stared at her icy glare and finally snapped. He took a phone call and stormed out.

Before leaving, he told everyone at Oakridge Estate not to let Aurelia out.

The second he was gone, Aurelia’s phone rang. Gareth.

“Ms. Smith.”

“What is it?”

“Just got word–Marilyn sent people to trash your place at the

Evergreen Residences.”

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Aurelia glanced at her watch. Nearly 10 PM.

Marilyn sure worked fast. Fresh off the plane and already smashing up her apartment.

This wasn’t just about defending Lauren. This was a warning!

Aurelia picked up her water glass and took a sip.

Then she spoke into the phone, voice ice–cold.

“Marilyn has one massive estate in New York. Plus two smaller villas.” She paused. “Trash the villas. The estate?”

Her tone dropped–colder, sharper.

“Burn it.”

Gareth didn’t hesitate. “Understood. I’ll handle it immediately.”

“Also–make sure Chloe and the orphanage are safe.”

With Marilyn back, this war with Lauren was about to get bloody.

Gareth’s voice was firm. “Ms. Smith, don’t worry. Everything’s taken care of.”

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Hospital.

Marilyn showed up already pissed, ice–cold toward Eleanor, every word dripping with blame.

She went on about Eleanor not looking after Lauren–and· letting Aurelia walk all over her.

Eleanor swallowed her rage.

The second Marilyn disappeared into Lauren’s room, Eleanor made an excuse and bolted with Lydia to see the baby.

In the elevator, Lydia couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“What’s Mrs. Drake’s problem? You’ve been defending Lauren this whole time! How can she talk to you like that?”

“Enough. She’s not wrong. Aurelia did cause chaos right under my nose.”

A woman giving birth was at her most vulnerable. And Aurelia? She’d been raising hell the entire time Lauren was in labor.

Now everyone was suffering. Lauren, Marilyn, Even the Hawthornes‘ reputation–totally trashed.

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“But that’s Aurelia’s fault, not yours,” Lydia shot back.

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Eleanor was furious too, deep down. But she didn’t dare argue with Marilyn.

And honestly? She genuinely felt sorry for Lauren.

Inside the hospital room, only Marilyn and Lauren remained— plus two female bodyguards.

Marilyn, with her sharp pixie cut and razor–edged presence, shot the guards a cold look.

“What? I can’t see my own daughter without surveillance?”

The two bodyguards exchanged glances.

Finally, one radioed Dominic for clearance. Only after he approved did they leave.

The door clicked shut.

Marilyn sat in the chair beside Lauren’s bed, her voice cutting

like a blade.

“Pathetic. You let some orphan walk all over you like this?”