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All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70
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Who is our dad?
All the blood drained from my face at her remark. My heart hammered against my chest as my stomach tightened to the point of pain. Gaping at her, I opened my mouth to talk, but no words escaped from it. I could only watch her without uttering a sound. The rustling sounds from the leaves outside as the wind blew on them were louder than ever, almost as if I was standing by the tree. “Mr Dashiell? You think the same, don't you???” River sounded eager. “I felt the same when I met him. He looks like he could pass as Willow's dad. I told her, but she didn't agree!”“Shut up! He's not my daddy. He's a bad man. A dangerous man like Mum said he is. If there's anyone who should be my dad, it's Uncle Brion!” Willow argued, placing her hands on her waist as she glared at her brother. “Miss Benita thinks the same, Willow. You are only saying this because you haven't met him. I'm telling you, he looks like you!” River insisted, looking like he wanted to drag her ears until she agreed with him.
Read moreLost in thought
DASHIELLI couldn't keep the smiles off my face. Reasoning back to how well I communicated with Nova during the meeting made me proud of myself. Standing up for the idea when others thought it wasn't the best made me feel so happy. I wanted to scream it out to the world, but I couldn't. No one, aside from me would know how much this meant to me.Sighing, I tapped my index finger on my desk, reflecting on the smile on her face. It was the first time she had genuinely smiled at me since she returned. The smile wasn't as forced as the ones I was used to. She was genuinely happy, making me feel accomplished for causing such an expression on her face. I have never been this happy before, not even when my father signed off the company to me after I completed my studies. Having her smile was an accomplishment. It showed I was getting close to my plans, to get her to change her attitude towards me. It doesn't seem like it would be a simple thing to pull off, but I'm determined to do whatever
Read moreA comforter
I frowned at her response, not buying it at all. She didn't seem like she was crying over something not relevant, but I didn't pursue the matter. She would have told me about it if she wanted me to know. We weren't friends after all. I couldn't force her to do that. Shs owed me no explanation. “It's okay.” I patted her on the back. “Just let it out. Whatever's eating within you. Trust me, you will feel great when you do.”She looked up at my remarks, her eyes widening as she stared at me, stunned. She wasn't the only one, though. I had never been a good comforter. Lilith always made fun of me because of that. But at the moment, I felt like an enlightened monk. Seeing her look so sad made me want to comfort her. “Come on. You can weep how much you want. I won't judge.” And she did, bawling out her eyes until a few of the pedestrians walking down the overpass cast glances at us, thinking I caused her problem. We were lucky none of them stopped to ask why, or even called the cops o
Read moreA family bonding
NOVAA bouquet was waiting on my desk for me when I arrived. When I saw it, I assumed Dashiell was the one who placed it since he was the only one who could do something like this, but I discovered he wasn't the one after reading the card the flower came with. Benita sent it. I took the flower off my table and walked over to my dustbin to dispose of it, but couldn't bring myself to get rid of them. Groaning in frustration, I returned to my desk with it and placed it back the way I saw it before I sat on my chair, so I could stare at the flower. If she thought sending a bouquet with a card would make me forgive her easily, then she had more than enough surprises coming her way. Things like this don't cut it for me. I was still lost in thoughts when I got a knock on my door, and Benita stepped in, with her gaze on the floor. She closed the distance between us and walked over to my side, still with her gaze averted. Frowning, I watched her, waiting for her to say something. “I'm
Read moreA shocking realisation
DASHIELLWhen I left my office to meet my favourite kids in the world, I thought nothing would happen. I just wanted to go over to meet River. But most importantly, I wanted to see Willow. I'd heard so much about her from the time I spent with River, and I was eager to meet her. Who would have thought I would end up being paired with them as their father? I didn't want to be dragged into it at first, afraid I was overstepping, but when I saw the sad expression on River's face as the other parents read a passage for their children, I stepped onto the stage to act as their father. Though the kids didn't seem that thrilled to see me, they were glad I was there to help. Glaring at the blank paper, I tried to rack my brain on what to draw, knowing I wasn't that good with my hands. If only there was a way to get through this without having to draw, I would have taken it. But that was the least of my problems. As I watched Willow, I couldn't help but notice how much she looked like me. H
Read moreAre the kids mine?
NOVA“Uhm… I greatly appreciate your help.” I smiled at him, praying he didn't realize how forced the smile was, and how much I was trembling. We had just concluded the drawing when he asked me to meet him outside. At first, I didn't want to go with him. I wanted to lie that I had something to take care of with my kids, but I knew it would only make him more suspicious. The earliest I get things out of the way, the better. It didn't seem like he knew Willow was his. If he had known, he wouldn't have calmly sat with them. Hell, he would have confronted me about it the moment I showed up. He wouldn't have waited this long to talk to me. Right? I wiped my palm on my suit jacket as I watched him, waiting for him to say something. Aside from the time he asked me to meet him outside, Dashiell hadn't said a word to me since I arrived, which was odd. I glanced around, noticing how deserted the place was. With the parents and the teachers out in the hall, there was no one in the playgrou
Read moreMama Kaka is no more
All the blood drained from my face. My heart skipped a beat, only for it to thump loudly in my chest. Clenching my fists, I tried to regain my breathing, but it was difficult for me. “They are my children, right?” He demanded, his voice getting harder. “You lied to me, Nova. You told me they weren't bloody mine! You made me think my babies were dead!” “And?” I folded my arms, glaring at him. “Even if they are yours, what will you do? Accuse me for keeping you from your kids? Fight legally for kids you wanted to bloody get rid of?!” I was stunned by my outburst, but I masked it. The anger I felt at the moment overshadowed my fear. “Why are you acting like you care when you don't? We bother to know how you feel about them!” I yelled at him, finally letting all my bottled emotions out. "You are a bloody hypocrite, Dashiell!" “What the hell are you talking about?” He took a step back, gulping as he watched me with narrowed eyes. “Why are you accusing me of something I didn't do? Why
Read moreA visit to the cemetery
After filling them in on who Mama Kaka was, I went over to sign them out, before I took them towards my car. Willow got her lollipop while they took River's drawing to paste on the wall after getting my permission. I wanted to refuse but saw how much River's eyes sparkled at their offer, which was why I let them have it. After all, I had more than enough of his paintings hanging on my wall. If I needed more, I would just ask him to draw one for me to paste on our wall, to show off to any who might visit us. “Are we using your car or mine?” Dashiell asked when we walked over to him. He drew away from his car, smiling as he glanced towards my babies, who shyly waved at him. "I will drive my kids. We will follow your car,” I said, not missing a beat. There was no use thinking about it. He looked disappointed. I could tell he wanted to be in the same car with us. However, he didn't protest about it. Nodding, he walked over to his car while I helped my kids in and buckled them up for
Read moreI will fight for custody
I stayed there for close to one hour, and by the time I left, my eyes were puffy and my throat dry. Talking became painful for me. I drove back to the house, while Dashiell returned to wherever he had in mind. He knew I needed a moment to myself, and didn't strike up any conversation with me. He just let me be. At home, I left the kids with Mara and retired to my room, so I could cry to my heart's content without being disturbed. I plopped down on the bed and closed my eyes, letting everyone wash over me. …. I took a leave from work to avoid being bombarded with questions. I looked like a zombie. My eyes were bloodshot, and the dark circles around my eyes were alarming. Having stayed up all night, thinking back to the precious time I spent with Mama Kaka, I barely had sufficient rest. I slept at the crack of dawn, but it wasn't enough to soothe my soul. After I had my bath and an ice cream, I felt good. Even though the weight of Mama Kaka's death was still there, I felt lighter.
Read moreI will return to your house
“No.” My voice wavered a bit, but I still kept my gaze as expressionless as I could, watching him and waiting for him to haul more words at me. “You don't deserve to be in their life. You don't deserve my kids. You are not worthy of being their father!” I yelled at him. “Not worthy?” He narrowed his eyes at me. “Tell me, Nova, why are you hell-bent on keeping the kids from me? Why can't you just let me be with them? I know I wasn't the best when we were together, but that doesn't mean I haven't realized my mistakes. I'm willing to do anything you want as long as you will go back with me. I will make sure I treat you well.” “Then get out of my life.” I gestured towards the door. "You said you would do anything I asked of you, right? then leave. Forget about the kids. Forget you know who I am. Leave me alone." “You realize I can't do that. I spent five years without you and my babies. I don't want to miss any more time. Please, Nova. Give me this chance.” He joined his hands as he
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