All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love: Chapter 111 - Chapter 116

JamesI hadn't put on my dentures yet, and I was still dealing with my discomfort. I had just finished showering and was getting ready.Katniss had already sent me a message, and I was in a rush. My heart was beating fast. I thought everything was fine, as I remembered locking the door to this hotel room. But then I stopped."Did I lock it?"Damn it! I couldn't remember if I had locked the door or not. I tried to push the uneasy feeling aside and went back to finishing my appearance.My face still looked like James, not Jack. I hadn’t put on the dentures, fake mole, or mustache yet. I kept staring into the mirror, carefully placing each detail.I was so focused that I didn’t hear the footsteps approaching until I heard the familiar voice of a child.“Daddy?!”I jumped and quickly turned my head to the side.“Huh?” I froze for a moment. But when I looked in the mirror, I realized why Giselle had called me "Daddy."I stared, wide-eyed.“Shhh!” I quickly approached her and crouched down.

JamesI tried to hold back my smile. Katniss looked adorable when she blushed.She was rummaging around, looking for my shirt. I hadn’t brought many clothes—just one spare shirt, planning to buy more at the local souvenir shop. The shirt she was looking for was in the bathroom, where I’d intentionally left it. I’d planned all this—anything to make her spend more time with me.I sighed softly, trying to get her attention. I moved closer, standing directly behind her. The scent of her shampoo was intoxicating. I wanted so badly to lean in closer and take in more of it, but I held myself back. After all, it wasn’t appropriate, especially with a child nearby.I could see Katniss stiffen at my presence. Taking a deliberate step closer, I leaned down until my face was beside her ear. I made sure she could feel the warmth of my breath.“I don’t think it’s here anymore,” I said in a low, deep tone. “It’s fine. I have a jacket. I’ll just wear that.”As I expected, Katniss immediately turned to

James: Rip!“James?!”I was utterly shocked when my fake mustache was suddenly ripped off, and Katniss, who had been slightly dazed from the alcohol and the intensity of our earlier moment, seemed to regain her senses.She furrowed her brows, blinking repeatedly as if trying to confirm whether what she was seeing was real.“James?” she said again, her voice trembling.Katniss covered her mouth with one hand, then touched her lips with her fingers. Her cheeks flushed red once more.“I-I…”Katniss stuttered, as if struggling to find words to explain what had just happened—the kiss.I never thought my disguise would be exposed this quickly.“Katniss,” I called her name softly, attempting to reach for her hand.Her eyes widened even more. “Your voice! It wasn’t like that earlier!” she exclaimed, her voice growing sharper.“James… this can’t be! So, all this time, you… you were Jack in disguise?”Katniss took a step back, retreating further from me.“Careful!” I warned, knowing she was ti