All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Bitch," she whispered, and tears started to form around her eyes. Watching my employees around, I gave them a knowing look, which made them immediately go back to work. On the other hand, Jason, who was looking troubled as he watched the two of us here, didn't know what to do.I sighed and calmly looked at Elyse, despite my heart burning with anger. I am not going to lose my dignity and class for this kind of woman. The last thing I want to see and hear is my name being dragged into this kind of issue. I am more than this, and I won't stoop that low to prove a point.I shook my head and turned my back at her, not saying anything, even though my heart was screaming for a million words."Miss, you can't..."I knew by now that Elyse was trying to follow me. I stopped Jason from completing his remark by raising my hand. I faced them and smiled assuringly at Jason, not minding Elyse, who was giving me a dead look and was trying to follow me inside. I don't care about her. Whatever she wan

But before he could treat my wound, Jared immediately got in between us, making him move a bit to give him space. He took the first-aid kit Ethan was holding."I'm going to take care of my mom's wound," he said dryly, the shuddering and aftersob in his voice were still there. I thought Ethan would insist on treating my wound instead, but it seems like he is ready to oblige for everything that Jared wants. His lips were apart as he nodded his head, letting our son take the first-aid kit in his hand and moving away to let Jared sit in front of me.However, before Jared could squat in front of me, I held his hand, and I stood up immediately. His forehead creased as he watched me stand up."Baby, it's alright. I can treat it.""But I can take care of it, too, mommy. It bothers me whenever I see your wound; it makes my heart hurt, mommy. I don't want you hurt; I don't want you in pain." He then turns around to face his father, who is watching the two of us talk, with his lips apart and eye

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He apologized, whispering it over and over again, hugging me tightly like I'd slip into his arms if he loosened up. I sobbed hard as my punches on his chest got weaker, and I held his shirt to keep my balance. "I'm sorry for what I did in the past, Pen. I'm s-sorry..."I could not utter another word anymore. The pain that crossed my heart is slowly killing me, letting me feel the rage of hell. I could not understand why I experienced everything I have experienced in the past. I had never made an immoral mistake! I had always been a good daughter and person! I had never been selfish; I always gave what I could to the people who needed my help! But why am I still feeling this way?I could not remember how long we remained hugging in the living room. He was caressing my back as he uttered his never-ending apology. I have felt all the pain I went through again. All the memories came back in my mind in an instant, flashing them off like they had stayed in there for

I said those words without stuttering, like I had always wanted them to come out of my mouth, and when given the chance, I took them seriously and effectively. However, I cannot forget the reaction from his eyes before I went up to my room. The sadness, remorse, and begging were there. And I cannot do anything but let him feel those feelings.Rolling over and over again on my bed for the nth time now, I frowned and decided to sit down. It's been an hour now since I left him there in the kitchen, and I had always been thinking about him, wondering if he was able to find a room in the guestrooms or not. Or if he was comfortable sleeping in those?I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes tightly. Okay, Pennelope! He's already of age, okay? He can do it all on his own!I nodded and tried to think that over and over again until I fell over asleep after two hours of thinking about a man who wants to enter my heart again but is not allowed to do so.The next morning, I woke up smelling someth

He smirked at me, deadly. He stood up from my swivel chair, putting both hands on the table, leaning a bit, and observing me like I was a comedy show he was having fun watching with."I am glad you still remember my name. It's been five years; I thought you had forgotten me already," he uttered.I remained standing straight in front of him. Not showing him any emotion at all. I tried to open my mouth to speak, but it automatically closed, like even my mouth was afraid of the man in front of me. Who wouldn't, though? The leader of the most powerful and dangerous Mafia in the country is right in front of me, asking me to pay for the times he helped me back then.I have always thought that the company I have built was because of my hard work. And maybe, yes, it was because of my hard work. However, I didn't make it all on my own; Killian helped me in the most dangerous and scariest way to get here.He raised an eyebrow at me. "What? Are you just going to stand there? Won't you give me a w