Too Late For Regret, Mr. Montgomery

get a d

peaking the words with flat, icy calm

the sprawling master bedroom of Cove Estate, st

tgomery IV-had abandoned her at the altar. A single phone call was all it took for him

of water all day, and now, left alone in the cold estate, her chronic sto

line, Julian's usually w

he ceremony to save Christa and Cody from

ve. Ever since Liam died overseas six months ago and Julian flew out to handle the funeral, Julian had come back an emp

tairs. At the landing, several live-in maids stopped talking and looked at her with open pity. Maria Davie

I kept some warm stomach-soothing soup

Maria," Alli

doors swung open. Julian strode into the foyer in his bespoke black tuxedo, carrying the chill of the autumn night. Behind him stood a petite woman with shou

Christa's shoulders, his voic

this is your h

re by the dining table, Julian sp

d little Cody. They'll be

went dead still. Christa immediately bit her lower lip, grabbi

called you... I completely forgot toda

"Miss Morrow." In that single phrase, Allie caught the sharp h

stead, he caught Christa's ar

. You didn't know to

n their bridal home. The suffocating grip around her heart slowly froze into num

me with Miss Morrow. How ca

Seattle than with me," Julia

r lashes, sneaking

ill

I say you can stay, you stay," Julian said,

this bayfront estate and promised that she was the mistress of this house, and everyone-including him-would list

down, sat beside Allie, and habitually reached for her hand

ir. He rubbed the bridge of

'm exhausted from dealin

mily was hunting them overseas, why didn't she hide abroad instead of

caught off guard

can't tell you right

patted her head w

ntgomery belongs only to you. No

Christa leaned out, flashing her sweet dim

nything to eat? Cod