All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

James I kept my eyes on the apartment building, waiting for Katniss' car to arrive, but what caught my attention instead was Mr. Corleone’s car pulling up. As soon as it stopped in front of the building, Katniss rushed out and dashed inside.I understood why she reacted like that. I felt the same panic earlier when I couldn’t find Giselle. If I, who wasn’t even part of Giselle’s life before this, could feel like my world was collapsing, I could only imagine what Katniss was going through. She’s been with Giselle since the moment she was in her womb.Then, three more people stepped out of the car—Mr. Corleone, of course, along with Giselle’s nanny, and someone I recognized as one of her teachers. I’d seen that face a few times at the school.A wave of heat surged through me as I watched how effortlessly Mr. Corleone managed Katniss’ personal matters. But right now, it wasn’t the time for me to get involved.With the certainty that Giselle was safe, I turned my focus to another issue t

James"Because you were sleeping with another man, weren’t you?" Renata brought it up again, her voice sharp and accusing.I instantly turned my gaze to Katniss, waiting to see how she would react. Her expression was furious, but her lips were sealed tight. She looked like she had no idea how to respond to Renata’s words, and that only made me more curious about what she would say next.I could sense the internal battle raging inside Katniss—the struggle to find the right words was all too obvious."See? You can’t answer, right?" Renata sneered, her arrogance cutting through the tension like a blade.Katniss finally snapped. "What does it matter to you if Giselle is his child?" she shot back, venom in her voice. "You have no shame. After ruining my life, you come barging back in when you see Giselle."She stormed toward me, her eyes blazing with fury. "You’re the one who refused to believe I was pregnant with your child. Remember how you threw me away like trash?" Her finger jabbed to

Katniss"How could the result be negative? That's impossible! She’s your biological daughter!"I wasn't seeking validation from James, but it felt like a slap in the face. The lie would make them think their accusations from the past were true—that it was never slander.For heaven’s sake!I could swear on anyone's name that I never, not once, slept with another man. I never even stepped foot in a nightclub, or any sinful place to get drunk and lose myself in such a way that I’d end up with a stranger. I avoided all of that at every cost.I was a good wife, a good daughter-in-law. I stayed home, helping with everything my mother-in-law and husband needed. I only ever left the house if they ordered me to.So how could the result be negative now? Why was I getting those accusatory glares again? It was just like before—Renata’s smug satisfaction written all over her face, thrilled that the result aligned with her twisted desires.And James—God, I stared at him for what felt like forever.

James"You really don't remember?" Emma asked again, clearly shocked by my earlier response.I nodded. "Can you explain this to me? Stop beating around the bush." I was too tired to deal with their drawn-out explanations. My patience was thin, and I wasn’t in the mood for pointless conversation.Emma exchanged a glance with Renata. That look—what the hell were they trying to say to each other with just their eyes? It felt like they were sharing some secret I wasn’t privy to.Emma turned back to me and reached out, stroking my hair. The gesture was supposed to be comforting, but it felt staged, artificial. Still, I didn’t argue. My head was pounding, and I had no energy for a fight. All I wanted was answers. Something told me I’d missed out on a lot, and I needed to know what."Just explain it," I demanded again, my voice edged with frustration.But Emma shook her head gently. "No. You’ve just regained consciousness, my son. You need to rest first. I need to speak with the doctor, find

James"After everything I’ve shown you? Come on, James! You still don’t believe me?" Renata’s voice was sharp, frustration laced in every word.I stayed quiet, but my eyes made it clear—I wasn’t here for excuses. I wanted answers.She let out an exasperated sigh, shrugging her shoulders as if I was being ridiculous. "Is this really all it takes for you to fall back into her trap? That child you think is yours—I’ve already proven he’s not!"I sat there, unmoving, waiting for her to continue. I wasn’t buying it, not this time.Renata's lips curled into a sneer. "And yet here you are, doubting me again because of her. What spell does she have over you, James? How can you still be so gullible? I don’t care what you say—you still love her, don’t you? Even after losing your memory, that pathetic excuse for love is still buried deep inside you, like some primal instinct you can’t shake!" Her voice cracked, anger and hurt seeping through her calm façade.She was furious now, trying to twist e