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The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love What?! No Way!
James “No... it can't be...” I heard her say in a small voice.“It’s been years, that’s impossible,” she muttered even more quietly. I had no idea what she meant, but I couldn’t focus on it because my head was pounding.“Let’s go to the bedroom,” Renata said, helping me walk as my legs felt weak from the throbbing headache.“Here, drink this,” she handed me a glass of water, which I gulped down immediately.“Just sleep,” she insisted.I closed my eyes, but flashes of unfamiliar memories haunted me. “Katniss...” I murmured.“Don’t say her name,” Renata snapped, her tone harsh.“Don’t think too much. Just sleep, and your headache will go away,” she said coldly. I glanced at her, noticing her clenched fists hanging by her sides.“I got memories about her,” I said, confused.“No. That’s just a hallucination,” Renata replied quickly, almost too quickly.“I’ll go to the pharmacy to get the usual medicine for your headaches. Stay here. Don’t go anywhere,” she said hurriedly, as if she was a
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love You Are A Coward!
Katniss"How could the result be negative? That's impossible! She’s your biological daughter!"I wasn't seeking validation from James, but it felt like a slap in the face. The lie would make them think their accusations from the past were true—that it was never slander.For heaven’s sake!I could swear on anyone's name that I never, not once, slept with another man. I never even stepped foot in a nightclub, or any sinful place to get drunk and lose myself in such a way that I’d end up with a stranger. I avoided all of that at every cost.I was a good wife, a good daughter-in-law. I stayed home, helping with everything my mother-in-law and husband needed. I only ever left the house if they ordered me to.So how could the result be negative now? Why was I getting those accusatory glares again? It was just like before—Renata’s smug satisfaction written all over her face, thrilled that the result aligned with her twisted desires.And James—God, I stared at him for what felt like forever.
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love I Have A Wife? Since When?
JamesRenata kept pulling at my arm, trying to rush me out of the hospital. Her face was tense, like she was trying to escape something—or someone. I knew exactly who it was—Katniss.Her words kept spinning in my head. Loving each other? We both love hard? Waiting for the baby for so long? And the lies from my family?I stopped dead in my tracks, forcing Renata to stop with me. I carefully peeled her hand off my arm.“What is it? Why are you stopping?” she asked, panic flashing in her eyes.“What Katniss said back there... It doesn’t line up with what you and Mom told me when I came out of the coma.”Renata froze. Her silence said it all.“You’ve been lying to me,” I said, my voice sharp, cutting through the tension.“We’re still at the hospital, James. Let’s talk about this at home,” she insisted, but I could hear the tremor in her voice.She linked her arm around mine again, pulling me forward. But the questions kept burning inside, refusing to be silenced.Once we were in the car,
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love But... She’s Not A Good Woman, James
James"You really don't remember?" Emma asked again, clearly shocked by my earlier response.I nodded. "Can you explain this to me? Stop beating around the bush." I was too tired to deal with their drawn-out explanations. My patience was thin, and I wasn’t in the mood for pointless conversation.Emma exchanged a glance with Renata. That look—what the hell were they trying to say to each other with just their eyes? It felt like they were sharing some secret I wasn’t privy to.Emma turned back to me and reached out, stroking my hair. The gesture was supposed to be comforting, but it felt staged, artificial. Still, I didn’t argue. My head was pounding, and I had no energy for a fight. All I wanted was answers. Something told me I’d missed out on a lot, and I needed to know what."Just explain it," I demanded again, my voice edged with frustration.But Emma shook her head gently. "No. You’ve just regained consciousness, my son. You need to rest first. I need to speak with the doctor, find
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love I. Still. Believe. Her.
James“Hm,” Emma nodded slowly, her eyes dark and serious.“I don’t know what spell she’s cast on you to make you so obsessed with her, James. But… she’s been using you this whole time,” Emma’s voice was sharp, filled with tension.“What are you talking about, Emma?” I asked, confused, but a growing unease churned in my gut.“I want to explain… but maybe it’s not my place. I’m just your stepmother, after all. I have no right to interfere in your marriage,” Emma looked down, guilt shadowing her expression like she regretted opening Pandora’s box.“I want you to tell me. Now,” I demanded, my patience running thin. I couldn’t take the suspense any longer.“Are you sure?” Emma asked, her tone uncertain as she searched my face. I nodded firmly.“Say it.”She took a deep breath, then said, “She’s been using you, James. She only wants your wealth, and she’s been planning to take it from you. She’s been having an affair and secretly funneling money to her lover.”The words hung heavy in the a
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love What The Hell Is Happening To Me?
James"After everything I’ve shown you? Come on, James! You still don’t believe me?" Renata’s voice was sharp, frustration laced in every word.I stayed quiet, but my eyes made it clear—I wasn’t here for excuses. I wanted answers.She let out an exasperated sigh, shrugging her shoulders as if I was being ridiculous. "Is this really all it takes for you to fall back into her trap? That child you think is yours—I’ve already proven he’s not!"I sat there, unmoving, waiting for her to continue. I wasn’t buying it, not this time.Renata's lips curled into a sneer. "And yet here you are, doubting me again because of her. What spell does she have over you, James? How can you still be so gullible? I don’t care what you say—you still love her, don’t you? Even after losing your memory, that pathetic excuse for love is still buried deep inside you, like some primal instinct you can’t shake!" Her voice cracked, anger and hurt seeping through her calm façade.She was furious now, trying to twist e
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love It Was Him. That Bastard!!!
JamesI furrowed my brow as I watched Katniss, noticing her odd behavior. Her body shifted uncomfortably, restless, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, the tip of her nose, and even her upper lip. It was strange, considering the place was fairly cool, nowhere near stifling.I reached into the back pocket of my jeans, pulling out a handkerchief and offering it to her. She had been so adamant about not wanting me to touch her, I made sure to be extra careful, not daring to get too close. The last thing I wanted was to make her angry again.It was a small miracle that she even agreed to meet me, to sit down and talk. I never expected she’d finally say yes.Her gaze flickered briefly to the handkerchief I held out, hesitation clear in her eyes. "To wipe your sweat. You’re, um, really sweating... Sorry for making you come to a place like this," I explained, trying not to let her misunderstand. God knows what she’s thinking right now.Finally, she took it, dabbing her face. Her skin pra
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love This Is Getting Dangerous!
JamesI rushed out of the room and headed straight for the top floor. That bastard bartender had taken Katniss up using the elevator. The fifth floor above housed private suites. I knew the room number—it was at the far end.“Damn it! How dare that scumbag take Katniss up there in her state!”I was sure his intentions weren’t good. The sleazy grin on his face and the way he looked at her gave it all away."He must’ve drugged her drink!" It was impossible for such a small amount of alcohol to make her that out of control, that quickly.Ding!The elevator doors slid open, and I bolted out, sprinting down the hall toward the room that creep had dragged Katniss into.Bang! Bang! Bang!I pounded on the door, hard.Bang! Bang! Bang!Again and again, but there was no answer.“YOU SICK BASTARD, OPEN UP!” I shouted at the top of my lungs.THUD!I rammed my shoulder into the door with all my strength. But the door didn’t budge—it was too solid to break down with just one hit. My heart raced, bu
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The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love You Better Not Let Me Down!!!
Katniss This was no longer a personal matter. It had grown into something much more serious than that and it involved Mr. Corleone and the whole company into my problems. The weight of my choices continued to bear down on me like a heavy weight on my chest and back. Now there was nothing I could do about it – I had to pay the price whatever the state I was in. The investor had departed, and he had taken all his employees with him. The once very active meeting room was very silent, and it was only me and Mr. Corleone. He sat still; his back straight as he made a sharp breath. Sitting back in the chair, he tilted his head up to the ceiling with his eyes closed as if searching for solace in the midst of the storm I have stirred. “I deeply apologize, sir,” I began, my voice trembling. “You prepared everything so meticulously for this investor, but because of my carelessness—” “Do you think apologies will fix this, Katniss?” His voice cut through my words like a blade. He didn’t ev
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love Katniss's Downfall?
Katniss "You don’t have to answer me now," said Mr. Corleone, sensing how difficult it was for me to respond to his offer of help."I understand it’s a tough decision, Katniss. So, take your time—however much you need," he added gently."But..." He paused, leaving me breathless, waiting for him to finish. "You know the longer you wait, the bigger the problem will grow. That’s all I wanted to say," he said with a calm but pointed tone.He glanced at the clock. "Work hours will start soon. Whether you go home first or come with me, it’s your choice."Then, he stood and offered, "We could have breakfast together."Without waiting for my reply, he walked out of his office, leaving me alone with my tangled thoughts. The weight of his proposal pressed heavily on my mind. Marrying him... It was something I’d never imagined in my wildest dreams.There was no way I could discuss this with James. Even though this might seem like a good idea, I was certain he’d reject it outright and do everyt
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love Marry Me
Katniss “Sit, please,” he said, his voice calm but with an edge of authority. I hesitated, my instincts warning me that nothing good would come from this conversation. The air around us felt suffocating, heavy with unspoken tension. “If you think you can fix this mess, then sit and listen carefully. I know this isn’t something you want to hear, but this is the price you must pay for what you’ve done,” he said, his tone sharp yet steady. The weight of his words made my chest tighten. Slowly, I sat on the sofa, feeling the cold leather beneath my hands. He returned to his chair, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, watching me like a hawk. “What should I do, sir?” I asked, my voice low but firm, masking the storm inside me. He tilted his head slightly, studying me with a faint smirk. “Why are you so desperate, Katniss? You’ve already agreed without even knowing the cost.” Mr. Corleone picked up his coffee cup, steam rising from the dark liquid, but his piercing gaze didn’t wave
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love I Couldn’t Turn Back. Not Now!
Katniss"Stay in bed with her. Make sure she does not watch TV or sit to play on her phone or do anything with her social media account. Do you understand?" I said, my voice rising an octave, my stare daring her, looking directly into Nanny’s eyes.She agreed without any further questions. "Yes, ma’am,” she responded.I quietly smiled and nodded somewhat in agreement."I’m leaving now," I said, not waiting for her response.I was ready to go, though I hadn’t showered—just changed my clothes, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. Mr. Corleone had insisted on this meeting at his house, and though I didn’t understand what will he said, I couldn’t risk defying him. He said it was important, and I couldn’t afford to refuse.Before heading out, I quickly sent a message to the maid. I didn’t want Giselle to wake up to any bad news about her parents, especially anything negative about herself.The drive was long, but eventually, I found myself in front of the grand mansion, its towering struc
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love Come To My House. Now!
JamesSpit it out already! You know his name, don’t you? You know who that man is!” I demanded, my voice sharp and unyielding.Beads of sweat poured down his forehead, his face pale and trembling. Who could terrify him to this extent? Just how powerful was the person he was so afraid of?“I-I don’t know, sir,” he stammered.“Don’t give me that!” My voice thundered, drawing the attention of those nearby. Their heads turned in my direction, their curiosity evident, but one icy glare from me sent them scrambling to mind their own business.He flinched, his shoulders hunching further as he struggled to find the words.“T-They… I can’t say much, sir,” he mumbled, his voice shaking. “They… they threatened me.”I frowned, confusion briefly cutting through my rising anger. “Threatened you?” I asked, my tone low and dangerous.“Yes,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “They kidnapped me… took me to some place. They said if I didn’t give them the evidence, they’d…” He trailed off, swallowi
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love No... It Wasn't Renata Who Did It
James “James!”Katniss tugged at my shirt, her urgency pulling me back from the brink of confrontation. Her voice trembled, carrying the weight of her fear.“I-I swear I didn’t see him leave, sir. B-But when he came in, I noticed him. He hasn’t exited yet,” the security guard stammered, his words tumbling out as his gaze darted nervously between us.I felt my patience snap. “Why didn’t you say that from the start?!” My voice was sharp, cutting through the heavy air. “Instead, you claimed you hadn’t seen anything! Be clear—give me proper answers!”“I’m sorry, sir,” he muttered, his head hanging low in shame.I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to rein in my temper. “Listen closely,” I said firmly, each word deliberate. “If you spot the man with the description Katniss gave, you detain him immediately. Do you understand me?”“Yes, sir,” he replied, his head nodding rapidly in nervous compliance.I turned to Katniss, whose face was a mixture of worry and determination. “That means he’s sti
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love I’ve Failed As A Mother
Katniss"I don’t know how she found out, but she will let everyone believe whatever she wants. She’s trying to make it look like she’s the innocent one, like we’re the ones to blame for the divorce,” he explained.I don’t even want to say anything. The words catch in my throat."Uncle?" Giselle’s voice cuts through the thick silence, and without warning, our attention shifts to her. James stands up quickly, wiping away the hardness in his eyes. His expression softens, like he doesn’t want to worry her—doesn’t want her to see the cracks in his armor."Giselle!"She walks toward him and wraps her arms around him. She must’ve been holding it together for too long. For a moment, James freezes, then his arms close around her, tightly, as though he’s desperate for her warmth to steady him."Ah, Giselle. Thank you for hugging me," he mutters, his voice thick with something raw, something I’m not sure I want to understand.I can’t wait any longer. "Giselle, go to your room. There’s something
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love Sure, It's Her
Katniss Just before James arrived at my house, my phone rang. It was a colleague.“Katniss, you’re the hot topic at work right now. Do you even realize what’s going on?”“I know,” I answered, trying to stay calm. “I’ve heard people whispering, but I still don’t understand what new rumor could be spreading now. I don’t know why I keep getting dragged into these scandals.” My voice betrayed the exhaustion I felt.“Katniss, it’s serious. This might turn into one of the biggest scandals of the year! The whole business world is buzzing!”My heart dropped. His words hit like a punch, leaving me breathless. Could it really be that bad?“What are you talking about? Please, just tell me,” I managed to say, my throat tight with anxiety.Ding…The doorbell rang, and I hurried to check who it was.“I’m sending you the article now,” my coworker said. I nodded, nerves knotting in my stomach as I went to open the door.I saw James on the monitor, looking shaken. His hair was disheveled, his eyes wi
The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love Katniss... I'm Sorry
James“Let’s meet.”Surprised but strangely pleased to hear Katniss suggest that, I replied without hesitation.“Sure. Where are you? I’ll come to you right away.”“We’ll meet at my apartment. It’s safer there. I have some things to discuss with you,” she said before abruptly ending the call.Without wasting any time, I made my way to her apartment. But just as I reached the building, I ran into Mr. Corleone. He was speaking with someone, nodding curtly as she left, then turned his gaze to me—a cold, penetrating look.The tension was palpable. His disapproval practically radiated off him.“I thought you weren’t around, sir,” I started, hoping to break the ice.“I just finished some business with the representative you recommended,” I continued.“I had some matters to take care of as well,” he replied, his voice laced with an edge. “Are you heading home?”I nodded. “Yes.”“Then be careful,” he said, his tone polite but empty, a mere formality. As I stepped past him, his voice suddenly
