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The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Saving his sorry arse
“What do you need help with?” Folding my arms, I regarded him with a suspicious look. "Missing files.” He gestured once more to his desk. “My system had a minor problem and most of my work disappeared. I just need your help in regaining them. I believe they are somewhere. it's just..." He rubbed the back of his neck, peering at me helplessly.“As a software engineer?” I frowned, wondering if he hit his head somewhere. “You could have called the company's software engineer. Why will you call me when I have limited knowledge about this?” Despite my words, I walked over to his desk to check on the issue. "Because I know I can trust you,” his reply was filled with pride. Glaring, I plopped down on his armchair, grumbling as I checked his system. " I don't even know why you think I can do this. Computer systems are different from jewellery designs!" I glared at him. "I know they are different, and also how capable of this you are," he stated, his gaze fixed on mine, unwavering. "You ar
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back An unwanted confrontation
“Is it about the kids? I can adopt them as mine,” he hurried to say, thinking that would pave the way for him. “I swear to you I will do whatever you ask. I will go to the end of the world and even climb the highest mountain if that would make you forgive me.”"What if I order you to kill yourself?” I whirled around so I didn't have to look over my shoulders while talking to him. “Will you do that? What if I charge you to give your wealth to me?” I knew he was a proud man. All the promises he made were nothing but empty ones. He just wanted to get in my pants. That was all. He doesn't love me. The only reason he still clung on to me was the thrill of having me succumb. To him, I was nothing but a hard nut to crack, one he would go to every length to overpower, so he could feel like a man. What he was after was the thrill of the chase and nothing more. “If that's what you want.” His tone was resolute. “As long as it will earn your forgiveness, and put a smile on your face, I'm ready t
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Keeping Lils happy
DASHIELL “What the damned hell are you doing in my office?” I seethed, turning to confront Lilith, who tried to hold my hand. “Why are you here? What did you say to Nova?” I was barely keeping my anger in check.“I missed you, Dash!” she cried, clinging to my right arm and placing her head on it. “Don't you feel the same?” She peered up, sniffing. "No, I don't.” I removed her hand from mine and placed my palms on either side of her face. “I don't want you to stoop so low as to do something of this nature, Lils. You are more than it. You don't have to let your rage control you.”“But I missed you!” She argued. “Please don't push me away, Dash. I missed you.” She held on to my hand like it was an anchor on a stormy night, sobs wrecking through her body. “We haven't gone this long without seeing each other, and it hurts.” “Lils —” “I'm sorry. I know you broke up with me because I was disturbing you for marriage. I won't do it again. Furthermore, I promise to be a cute little girlfrie
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back He's a dangerous man
NOVAI stared at my phone for a long time before I placed it on the table, frowning. Puffing out a breath, I relaxed on the sofa and focused my attention on my babies, who were writing their assignments. They refused to complete their homework when I was away, stubbornly telling Mara they would only write it with me. Not that they needed my help. They claimed my presence would help. As if. They just wanted me back. “Are you certain you can do it alone?” Mara, who was sitting next to them, asked, peering at my babies, with their heads bent, writing. She looked like she wanted to help out, but they weren't giving her the chance to do so.“Yeah. We got this.” Their response was confident, like always. Ever since they started school, I doubt they had ever sought my help. They were always positive about their assignments.“Really?” Mara inquired, peering at them. “I won't mind helping you. I just —”“You don't have to worry about us.” River raised his head to look at her, smiling. “If you
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back My mother-in-law
I got my babies settled for the night after I explained everything to them. Not everything, per se. Mainly my reasons for calling Brion a dangerous man. I knew it was wrong of me to accuse him of things he didn't do, but that was all I could do to get them off my case. It wasn't as if he was innocent.Though it took more than just weaving tales and looking serious, to convince them, I did so, a feat not everyone would boast of. After I tucked them in for the night and called Brion, to check on him, I hastened over to my room to have a a considerable-needed rest, something I had been craving since I arrived. I didn't know how much I wanted to relax until my head touched the pillow.….It was lunchtime, and I decided to eat out, opting to leave a few minutes before the actual time, to avoid Dashiell, who had been sticking around since morning. He was becoming a stubborn leech. I requested the only table overlooking the road, the one with wall-to-ceiling glass, with a gorgeous view of
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Good riddance
I was amused. Not only didn't she recognize me, but she seemed to think she could buy me over with money. It was funny. Watching the woman who had been a thorn in my side when I was married to Dashiell, I felt the urge to disgrace her, to show her not everyone could be bullied. Just because I seemed easy on the face didn't mean she could toss me aside like she wanted. I leaned back in my chair, smiling as I folded my arms. I didn't say a word, and that infuriated her. “What do you say?” She sounded impatient, checking her wristwatch as if she was expecting someone.“Why should I give up the table? Give me a reason?” My voice was calm, as always. It was a wonder she didn't recognise me. Did I change that much? I doubt. Lilith and Dashiell recognised me with no problem. It could only mean she never closely looked at me. She must have felt I wasn't worth it.She stared down sharply at my question, her eyes still narrowed dangerously, and her lips set in a thin line. The extreme look o
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back Anxious
DASHIELLI checked her office for the tenth time, worried. It had been 2 hours since she left for her lunch break, more than the time allocated by the company for workers. not like I was worried about that. Leaning on the wall, I closed my eyes, clutching the flower vase to my chest as I wondered if she had gone to pick her kids up. If that was it, would she bring them to the office? That would be superb! Spending time with that lovely kid River was the best thing I ever experienced. I didn't know I loved kids until I met him. “What are you doing here?”Startled by the question, I almost threw the bouquet on the floor but caught myself at the right moment. Forcing a nervous smile on my lips, I turned towards her, reaching out to smoothen my hair. “Hi, didn't see you there.” I was as cool as ever. Well, as casual as I could be leaning on the wall next to her door, with the flowers and an awkward smile on my face. “Yeah, right.” She rolled her eyes, pursing her lips as she stared
The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back I'm no better than her
“Hello.” I placed the phone on my right ear, and tapped impatiently on my table, waiting for her to talk, so we would get it out of the way. “I saw her today,” she said, going straight to the point, not like I was expecting much from her. My mum only worries about me whenever I am sick or when she needs something. Those were the only times she played the mother card.“Who?” I stopped tapping and sat up. “Lilith?” I sighed, puffing out an exasperated breath as I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Listen, mum. I will not do whatever you want. I won't take Lilith back. I have already decided on it, and there's no going back on my words. We are incompatible. I don't love her." “Not her.” Her tone was calm. So calm, it made me wonder who it was that made her sound like it. “Then who?” “Nova.” I froze at the name. Gulping, I sat up, my gaze going over to my shut door. “Nova? Where did you meet her?” I tried to keep my tone calm, to avoid lashing out at her. I needed to know what happened
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