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All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130
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Take me to the office
NOVA"Thank you so much for today,” I said to Alex, who was kind enough to drive me to the hospital and get me treated. He didn't leave until the doctor finished the bandaging. Luckily enough, I didn't sustain major injuries. It was just minor ones that only needed a bandage and some painkillers. He footed the bills despite my offer to do so, making it seem like it was his job to do that since he saved me. “Don't sweat it, dear.” He smiled, walking next to me as we strode to where he packed his car. “Where are you going to next, your home? I can take your back if you don't mind,” he offered, beaming like I wasn't just inconveniencing him. Either he was one of those do-gooders or a wannabe. There was no way he would be this glad to help me, a stranger he just met, one that disrupted whatever plans he might have, with her problems. Don't get me wrong, I was happy he helped, but I couldn't help the thoughts flickering in my mind as I watched him, trying to know if he was doing this be
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Alex didn't leave until I was settled in. He stayed with me for close to thirty minutes to make sure I was okay and didn't need to be taken to the hospital before he left. He dropped his number, asking me to call him whenever I needed his help, which I doubt I would ever do. I mean, why would I call someone like him for help when he would only end up being a pest? Okay, a handsome, always-smiling pest. A few minutes after he left, Benita rushed into my office, not bothering to knock. She looked excited, her eyes sparkling as she scurried over to my desk and leaned down, whispering, “Tell me they were lying.” She sounded like she was begging, but I knew she wasn't, not with the way her eyes glistened. I know that look. She always had that each time she wanted to gossip. “Lying? Who exactly?” I tried to act like I didn't understand why she dashed into my office looking like Hades was after her soul. I bet the entire office was abuzz with news of the handsome man who escorted me to t
Read moreHow do I explain this to her?
DASHIELLI didn't count on spending this much time in the hospital. I figured it would take her 2 hours max to wake up, but it took 5. All along, I sat outside the hospital room, waiting and praying. I wanted nothing complicated to happen because it would only make me guilty, knowing this wouldn't have happened if I had gone to her house immediately called. Had I involved the police when she asked me not to, they would have caught the culprit before he did something bad to her. Just thinking of all we could have avoided made me feel so weak.The moment a nurse walked over to me and told me she was awake, I got up from the waiting chair and rushed into the room, exhaling when I saw her sitting up on the bed, smiling nervously. The only thing odd was the bandage on her head. She looked normal aside from those. Smiling, I approached her bedside. “Hey, how are you feeling?” I asked, trying to sound as casual as I could. She smiled weakly. “I'm okay, thanks to you.”This was the first ti
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LILITHI couldn't contain my smile. It worked. The plans we meticulously had, actually worked. Though I was sceptical about getting pushed down the stairs, Zoey convinced me to do it, telling me it would help, and it did. Now, Dashiell thinks someone attacked me, not knowing it was all staged. Having him act concerned about me reminded me of the man I once had before that bitch who called herself Nova took him from me. Dashiell strode into the room a few minutes after he left, looking distracted. I didn't need to ask to know it had to do with Nova. She was the only one who could make him feel this way, something I had never appreciated. Why would she be the one to stir emotions I never woke up in him? It wasn't fair! “What's wrong?” I sat up, wincing from the pain. Even though everything was staged, I did not fake the pain. My head hurts like nothing else, and it feels like it wants to split in two. Zoey didn't mention that it would be this painful. “I will have someone over to lo
Read moreFriends aren't supposed to kiss
DASHIELL She wasn't in the office when I turned up, so I decided to check at home, but she wasn't there. I dialled her number, but it wasn't reachable, so I went to the only place I knew she would be in; her home. I was right. She was there. However, I didn't see her because the minute I knocked on the door, Brion showed up, and I knew she was in there. Else, he wouldn't be so defensive. “I need to talk to Nova,” I said the moment he opened the door. He didn't bother to open it all the way, just a little so he could see my face. "She's not here.” He sounded bored. “Why do you think she's here?”"I didn't think, I know she's in there. Can I speak with her? I promise I won't take much of your time,” I pleaded, hoping he would listen to me. I knew it was futile, but I believed he would be moved with me, begging him."She's not here.” Before I could beg again to ask him to let me in, he slammed the door in my face, blocking my pleas. Relentlessly, I knocked on the door. Calling out
Read moreIs there a law against it?
Brion took the bag from her and returned to the house, but not before nudging me. I know it would seem natural, almost like he didn't do it purposely, but I know that was far from the truth. He knew what he was doing when he strode close to me. With him gone, I turned to look at Nova. Puffing out a breath, I walked towards her, stopping a few paces from where she stood. “I'm sorry I missed your call, Nova. It wasn't intentional, I swear. I had the phone in silence mode and —” “Why are you here?” She cut me off before I could complete my words. Her eyes narrowed to slits as she glared at me. “To seek forgiveness. I know you are pissed at me for going to Lilith and —” “I'm not angry.” “You are.” It was all over her face. And let's not forget the call she hung up when she heard I was with Lilith. “I said I'm not, damn it!” “Okay, you are not.” I raised my hands in surrender, showing her she had the last words. Whatever she says goes. “I'm only here to seek forgiveness for going
Read moreA feeling of unease
NOVA“Ma'am, I need you to sign this,” a worker said as she walked into my office. She had to knock first, and I asked her in before she did so. “I can't find Mr James, and you are the next after him,” she explained, walking over to me with her attention on the file she was holding. She placed it on my desk and stood back respectably, waiting for me to sign it. Seeing how she was acting, and how important the document was, I felt like I was at the top of my game. Having Dashiell name me as the person after him made me relevant in a company where only those under me before knew my worth. It didn't sound so bad. I signed on to the space Dashiell's signature should have been before sliding the book back to her with a smile. “There you have it.” “Thank you so much, ma'am.” She took the file with her and strode out of the office, gently closing the door behind her. “Well, that wasn't so bad.” Puffing out a breath, I leaned on my desk for a few seconds before I got up and walked over
Read moreWhat's happening???
Maybe they were staring because I looked dishevelled? No, that wasn't it. I'd looked worse before, and people hadn't reacted like that. Why else would they do that now? To take my mind off what was going on, I decided to leave the office for a breath of fresh air. Before I did that, I arranged my hair in a neat bun and dabbed under my eye with the concealer I got — lucky me. The crisp afternoon air and warm sunlight on my skin helped calm my nerves. For a moment, I forgot all about the stolen glances from the workers.As I strolled through the nearby park, I noticed a small cafe tucked away among the trees. I hadn't seen it before, and from the looks of it, it seemed to have been opened new. “Let's try it then.” With little thought, I walked in, suddenly craving a cup of hot coffee to dispel my nerves.Inside, the cosy café was bustling with lively chatter and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. I joined the line, feeling a sense of normalcy wash over me.After ordering a cappuccin
Read moreWhy didn't you tell me?
My eyes widened in horror as I took in the images. “How…” I gulped, staring at the phone in shock. Surely, the person who took this not only knew my relationship with Dashiell but knew where I lived. They took the first picture on the night Dashiell came over to my house. It was of me leaning close to him before I entered the house. They took the second and third in front of his house. It was of him driving me to work. “How did you get this?” I lifted my gaze to her, trying to hide my trembling hands. “Who sent this to you?” I demanded. My throat felt dry. Icy dread took over as I looked at the picture. Whoever did this was monitoring me, following my steps. That explained how they got the pictures. My mind raced, thoughts swirling in panic. Our relationship was supposed to be hidden from prying eyes. The photos seemed to mock me, exposing my carefully guarded secret. I tried to maintain a poker face, but inside, I was reeling. Each image felt like a betrayal, a violation of my pri
Read moreI will always be here for you
“Wow.” She was now looking at me with new eyes like she was trying to understand the real me. “I never would have thought you had such a story.” “Now you know.” I took a sip of my now warm coffee. Making a face at that, I placed it back on the saucer before turning to her. “So? Do you have questions? You can ask away now that I'm willing to have a free interview. I might start charging after lunch break is over,” I teased. “Come on.” Puffing out a breath, she stared hard at me. “I just don't know the right question. I believe….” Trailing off, her eyes widened as she looked at me, almost like she got enlightenment from a god. “You said you have been with him for seven years, right?” “No, not that. I've been married to him for seven years,” I corrected before she could make any more mistakes. Frowning, she scratched her hair. “Are there any differences between the two? Being with him for seven years isn't it the same as being wed to him?” She looked genuinely confused, and I knew I
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