HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 584

Eli didn’t fully understand how to read the medical terminology, but her eyes were drawn to the bold, underlined conclusion on each page. As Nathan had said, there were five separate reports, each from a different hospital.

And every one of them stated the same result.

Riana inhaled slowly before continuing. “The results show that you do not share a biological relationship with Chase.”

Silence fell.

No one spoke. Eli’s eyes remained fixed on the pages in her trembling hands, as though she were staring at a foreign language she couldn’t comprehend.

“That’s impossible,” she finally whispered.

Riana did not withdraw her words. She stayed steady. Warm.

“It’s the truth,” she said gently, brushing a hand over Eli’s hair. “The numbers on those reports confirm that biologically, Chase is not your father.”

Eli shook her head slowly. “But… Mom said…” Her voice began to break. “She said I was his daughter. She said Daddy Chase just couldn’t admit it in public.”

Nathan spoke with deliberate care. “That was the story Selena built for you, Eli.”

“Built?” Eli repeated faintly, her breathing turning uneven. Her eyes shimmered with tears as disbelief washed over her. How could this be happening? For years—years—she had believed her father was Chase Miller. Her mother had spoken of him almost every day.

The memories came flooding back, unstoppable.

She saw the small apartment they used to live in—the narrow living room with its worn gray sofa. The nights when the electricity was cut because the bills hadn’t been paid. Selena would light candles and sit beside her, stroking her hair.

“Your daddy is an important man,” Selena had whispered. “He owns a big company. He lives in a beautiful house. One day, we’ll live there too.”

Little Eli would look up at her mother with shining eyes. “Why doesn’t Daddy come?”

Selena would sigh, as if wounded. “Because the people around him won’t allow it. They don’t want him to know you exist.”

Whenever Eli asked more questions, Selena would pull her into a tight embrace.

“You have to be strong,” she would say. “You’re a Miller. You must never look weak.”

That word—Miller—had been planted like a spell.

Eli remembered the day Selena showed her a photo of Chase from a business magazine and taped it to the bedroom wall.

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