《CEO's Regret After I Divorced》全部章節：第 211 章 - 第 220 章

Ryan's POVSomething wasn't right. I'd been sitting in this board meeting for over an hour, but couldn't shake this growing uneasiness in my chest. My pen tapped incessantly against the polished table while some executive droned on about quarterly projections."Mr. Blackwood? Your thoughts on the proposal?"I looked up, realizing everyone was staring at me. "We'll revisit this tomorrow. Meeting adjourned."Ignoring their confused expressions, I checked my phone again. No messages from Serena.Simon approached as the room cleared. "Sir, is everything alright?"Before I could answer, my phone rang - Serena's driver. My stomach dropped."Mr. Blackwood," his voice trembled, "Mrs. Quinn is missing. I left her at a coffee shop while getting gas, and when I returned, she was gone.""What coffee shop?" My voice came out razor-sharp."The one across from her studio, sir."I was already moving toward the door. "Send me the exact location. And check if she returned to the studio."Next came Maya'

Ryan's POVI stared out the hospital window as I waited for the elevator to arrive. The nurse had just checked Serena's vitals and given us the all-clear—both she and our baby were stable. My mind kept replaying last night's events, how close I'd come to losing them both. The rage I'd felt when finding her bound in that studio still simmered beneath my skin.The door to Serena's room suddenly opened, drawing her attention. I watched through the security camera feed on my phone as a well-dressed man entered her room."Mr. Quinn? What are you doing here?" Serena's voice carried a note of surprise.It was Ethan Quinn, CEO of LUXE, the British jewelry empire. What the hell was he doing here?I signaled Simon to hold the elevator and strode back toward Serena's room, keeping out of sight. I needed to hear this conversation."I heard Maya rushing back last night," Quinn was saying as he sat beside her bed. "When I learned you were hospitalized, I decided to come check on you myself.""That's

Serena's POVI woke up the next morning to find Ryan already gone. The empty space beside me felt colder than usual, my mind still swimming with fragments from yesterday's conversation. Find my family? After all these years of emptiness, could it really be possible?After finishing my breakfast, the housekeeper approached me with that perfectly practiced professional smile."Mrs.Quinn, Mr. Blackwood has sent a car for you," he announced with a slight bow."Thank you. I'll just change into something more comfortable first," I replied, already feeling a flutter of nervousness in my stomach."Please take your time, Mrs.Quinn. There's no rush."I nodded, making my way back to our bedroom. My fingers trembled slightly as I chose a loose-fitting sweater and comfortable pants. What would I discover today? Would I finally learn who I really was before the accident?The car first took me to Blackwood Tower to pick up Ryan before heading toward the suburbs. During the ride, Ryan held my hand tig

Serena's POVThe peaceful silence in my office didn't last long before a knock interrupted my thoughts. I opened my eyes to see Maya already walking in, her face full of questions."So he's gone?" she asked, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.I nodded, forcing myself to look more present than I felt. My head was still spinning from everything Ethan had just revealed.Maya's shoulders slumped as she flopped dramatically onto my office sofa. "He just left like that..." She grabbed a cushion, squeezing it like it was Ethan's face, pinching and twisting it repeatedly."Well? Did he say anything about me? What does he think about us?" Her eyes were practically begging for good news.I hesitated, choosing my words carefully. How could I explain the situation without betraying either of them?"Maya, I think relationships need time to develop naturally," I finally said. "You two haven't known each other very long. Expecting concrete answers so quickly might be rushing things, don't

Serena's POVThe doctor declared my baby girl perfectly healthy at today's checkup, sending waves of relief through me. I couldn't stop smiling as the driver took me to the International Tower where Ryan had arranged for a fitting of the custom gown he'd ordered for me."He's so protective these days," I murmured to myself, feeling the gentle movements of our daughter inside me. Two security guards followed closely behind as I stepped out of the car, one carrying my purse while the other scanned the surroundings.Inside the boutique, a sales associate rushed toward me with an overly bright smile. "Mrs. Blackwood! Please follow me. Mr. Blackwood has everything prepared."The dressing room was spacious and elegant—typical Ryan, sparing no expense. The attendant helped me slip into a stunning midnight blue gown with intricate crystal embellishments that caught the light with every movement.I stepped out and examined my reflection in the full-length mirror, turning sideways to see how my