Too Late for Regret My Biased Family Begged for Mercy While I Embraced My Billionaire Husband Chapter 01

Too Late for Regret My Biased Family Begged for Mercy While I Embraced My Billionaire Husband Chapter 01

Dad’s voice snapped at me.

“Hurry up and get in!”

“If we leave late, we won’t make it to the restaurant Lila and Jax love.”

He didn’t even glance at me.

Mom climbed into the car and looked back at me once.

“Just Uber home.”

The car peeled away the second she finished.

A bitter, hollow laugh tugged at my lips.

Home?

Had I ever belonged there?

For as long as I could remember, I’d been the extra one.

Lila was the first child, so she got all the attention.

Jax was the youngest—and a boy. The whole family spoiled him rotten.

I was the one who didn’t matter.

Lila was two years older than me.

She wanted her own room once she got older.

And Jax was a boy.

So I got stuck in the stairwell nook.

At first, Mom and Dad felt guilty and tried to make it up to me.

I always told them it was fine, that I didn’t care where I slept.

But my quiet obedience didn’t earn their pity.

It earned their neglect.

Anyway, I was easygoing. I never fought or complained.

Eventually, they stopped considering me at all.

Just like this Family Memorial Day weekend.

They’d driven all over to pick up Lila and Jax to come back to Willow Creek.

But they never had time to swing by my place—even though I lived closest.

Going back was even worse.

There was clearly an empty seat.

But it wasn’t for me.

A sharp, sour ache filled my chest.

Why?

Why have me if they didn’t love me?

If I could choose, I would never have been born into this family.

A car horn blared behind me.

A vehicle pulled up beside me.

“Elara, why didn’t you leave with Uncle Glenn and the others?”

It was Mara.

When she saw how pale I was, she seemed to understand everything.

“Get in. I’ll take you home.”

I didn’t say a single word the whole ride.

What was there to say?

My miserable life?

Being invisible?

The hatred burning in my chest?

None of it mattered.

As we neared my place, Mara spoke suddenly.

“Elara, if no one in this world loves you, learn to love yourself.”

In that moment, I truly let go.

Why should I drown myself in this mess?

Begging them for scraps of cheap, worthless love?

I didn’t want it anymore.

I didn’t want anything from them!