3 Book(s) Related to The Billionaires Regret

Harriett Edwards has been in love with Damien Daniels since childhood, so when both their parents arrange for them to be married, she gladly accepts even though she was well aware that it wasn’t what Damien wanted. For the three years of their marriage, she devoted her life to him with the hope that she would be able to change his mind and eventually get him to fall in love with her.
It all comes crashing down when someone fabricates a picture of her cheating with Damien’s brother, Adrian. After seeing the pictures, he coldly said. “I want a divorce!”
And even when she confessed her love to him, his reply was cold and hurtful. “I know. It doesn’t matter. I don’t love you.”
What he didn’t know was that in her hand were pregnancy test results from a mistake he made due to his drunken state.
Years later, they both meet at a friend’s wedding and he is shocked to see her with a set of identical twins that looked just like him.
“Are they mine?” He asked.
Harriett laughed and replied, remembering his own words. “It doesn’t matter, Damien. They don’t need a father.”

Harriett Edwards has been in love with Damien Daniels since childhood, so when both their parents arrange for them to be married, she gladly accepts even though she was well aware that it wasn't what Damien wanted. For the three years of their marriage, she devoted her life to him with the hope that she would be able to change his mind and eventually get him to fall in love with her.
It all comes crashing down when someone fabricates a picture of her cheating with Damien's brother, Adrian. After seeing the pictures, he coldly said. "I want a divorce!"
And even when she confessed her love to him, his reply was cold and hurtful. "I know. It doesn't matter. I don't love you."
What he didn't know was that in her hand were pregnancy test results from a mistake he made due to his drunken state.
Years later, they both meet at a friend's wedding and he is shocked to see her with a set of identical twins that looked just like him.
"Are they mine?" He asked.
Harriett laughed and replied, remembering his own words. "It doesn't matter, Damien. They don't need a father."

I am my sister's poison taster, and my husband is her executioner.

My marriage was a transaction. My body, a laboratory to test drugs for the woman my billionaire husband truly loves. For years, I endured the agony, clinging to the hope that he might see me. But when the doctors said the poison had left me only three months to live, his response was to demand my last remaining kidney for her.

I died on that operating table, a final, unwilling sacrifice.

But death is not the end. I've been given a second chance, and this time, I will not be their victim. A new man stands with me now, and together, we will watch the world they built burn.

The question is, who will be left in the ashes?