บททั้งหมดของ THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

VINCENT'S POV"And how exactly did you know that?" I asked."Because your chauffeur just reported that a few minutes ago, asking us to inform you about it," he said. I smiled, nodding in my head approvingly. This is the reason why it's so good to employ good people you can trust at always anytime. I chuckled softly and thanked myself. I know I have messed up big time in the past, but this is not something I can just ignore. I will have to get to her. I will have to make her listen to me. God, I just want her. The fact that this bastard is also making his move is just making me want to tear the entire world and turn it upside down. But I am not going to let that happen. She is mine, and I will not let anyone take my place. Never. I took a deep breath and glanced at the building of the school before me."Come to think of it? What exactly was she doing in here? Was she just escorting that bastard to get his daughter to school?" I frowned a little bit and sighed softly. "Is that how close

VINCENT'S POV I am sure I am visibly shaking at the sight of anyone who sees me right now. I stop before the door and then look at it with my lips slightly apart trying to grasp any amount of air I can catch to take his deep down into my lungs and help me calm down. God, it's so freaking hard, I thought to myself and then lift my hands bringing it close to the door. I glance at the door knock, and then step back a little bit. Should I knock with my hand or with the door knock? I thought for a while and then shut my eyes, toying with my lips. This is the hardest decision I have ever made in my life. Just what the hell is going on? What has this young lady done to me? Why is it just so freaking hard to do the easiest thing which I usually do daily? To confront women. I finally shake my head and wipe away every negativity from my mind. I knock on the door slowly and then place my hands together, awaiting a reply. I wait and wait for a very long time but no reply comes. I frown a little

ARIANA'S POVTHE NEXT MORNING "Ariana! Ariana!" Clara's voice suddenly jolts me up from my reverie, and I sit up briefly on the bed, looking at her with shock on my face as I blink my eyelids and glance around me, the shock overtaking my system. "What the hell is going on?" I mutter, my heart racing. "I was already getting to the most interesting part of my dream! Everything was working just fine. She just had to..." I trail off in my thoughts, clenching my face with frustration. "Oh God damn it, why does everything just have to be so unstable in this life?" I mutter, slapping my palm against my face. "What the hell do you want, Clara?" I ask with frustration, and she chuckles as she slowly approaches the table and drops something by the bedside table."Have you checked the time, young lady?" she asks. I tilt my head slowly to look at her with a raised eyebrow. "It's not like I care about the time. Why the hell do you have to disturb this sweet, beautiful dream I was already having?

ARIANA'S POVThis is just infuriating. This is uncontainable. I don't think I can bear this any much longer. Goodness me, what the hell? I don't even understand his reason for this topic. I wish I could just snap my fingers and snuff life away from his spirit, soul, and body instantly. I will gladly do it for heaven's sake. Why won't he just leave me alone? Just what is his problem? I can't contain the extreme amount of rage boiling through my senses as I stand in front of him, glaring with all the furiousness in my body. Just what the hell is his problem?"Oh good God," I grind my teeth together as I continue to stare at him with all the furiousness within me. Vincent gulps c and shakes his head before looking around him. "All that you are doing is just useless, you know that," he says. And then I raise an eyebrow at him. "Just quit the stubbornness and just let this slide, Ariana. Come clean and tell me what you know. You have someone you are keeping in there, and it's a child, isn

ARIANA'S POVI am completely infuriated. I don't even know what else to do or what to think right now. My current state is that position in which when someone is in it, the person feels like he or she should just pull his or her hair and tear it apart. I can't even begin to explain. I am just.....God. I want to grip his neck and tear him into a million pieces. I rake my fingers through my head and then shut my eyes, trying to take in a deep breath. My pulse is racing, and my heart is pounding so fast I can feel my veins throbbing within my skin as I clench my fists together and finally open my eyes to look at him. It is so hard. I don't even know what to say or what to do anymore. I just know that it's going to be impossible to go against him. God, he is relentless. This is just useless trying to have any sort of argument with him. I guess I will just have to let it go. I finally look at him and then sigh before folding my arms. I finally give up. I don't think I can continue with t