All Chapters of MR. BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET; I WANT YOU BACK: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Emily’s POVA teasing smile graced my lips as I clutched my purse tightly. Alighting from my posh Camry car, I swept my gaze across Logan’s huge fashion house which was located in one of the busiest parts of the city. I nodded as I shifted my gaze at my driver, indicating for him to wait till I’m done.My stomach bubbled with excitement as I anticipated the look on his face when he’ll eventually discover that I was the one who had invested in his business.I smoothened my hand down the skirt of my purple minidress and combed my hair with my fingers. Just before I could take a step forward, I heard a familiar voice which got my attention.That voice…I know whose it is.My gaze shifted toward the voice and just as I knew it, I saw the person.He was dressed in an impeccably pristine work suit and every word he said echoed in my ears, stirring up memories of the past.It’s been a long since I saw him. He looked much older now, with little traces of white hairs and a beard.He looked som

Emily's POV***As we traveled through the numerous routes of the Amazing theme park, our gaze swept over every feature. There were many glittering lights in a variety of gorgeous colors. There are so many entertaining rides, games, and activities to participate in. It was truly a universe of its own. I couldn't help but smile as I saw several clowns set off fireworks.A set of people in ridiculously nice costumes stood at a corner, waving hands at passersby.“Mom!” Carl called softly as he clutched the tip of my blouse with his hands.A warm smile spread across my face as I lowered my head to make eye contact with him and listened intently to what she had to say. "Mom. I'd like that ice cream. Can we have some, please?" He inquired, and I followed his attention to a lanky man with my artificial bunny ears fastened to his head. He was at an ice cream vendor with a variety of colored cups on display. Carl couldn't stop laughing at the sight of his enormous rabbit ears. Smiles sprea

Logan's POV Lights glistened from the classy dangling chandelier. The huge table stretched for miles and was filled with exquisite palatable cuisines. Maids in uniform loomed around as they served every member of the Michealson family at the dining room. Vivian was in a pink classy sheath dress, looking sumptuous with her hair cascading beneath her nape. She had excess makeup on her face with dangling earrings attached to her ears. Yet, even with everything, I wasn’t captivated. After greeting me, she gazed at my mom and waved at her, flashing her warm smile.. I rolled my eyes as I grabbed my fork and began eating slowly. My brother's eyes locked with mine and a smile tugged at his lips. He must have sensed that Vivian and I are beefing at the moment. His heavily pregnant wife, Thelma, was beside him, and I exchanged pleasantries with her when I locked eyes with her. I stared at my father who visibly relaxed and exhaled loudly as he sat back in his chair. "Good to witnes

Emily's POVAt work~I called for a meeting with the board members that afternoon.. I lectured them and discussed marketing our new collection. We had an interactive session where everyone spoke and gave suggestions on what we could do to circulate the sales of our products across different parts of the city.When the session had ended, I gazed at Jade and instructed her to update us about her experience at an event she went While she spoke, I listened intently with the rest but then, my thoughts drifted to Logan. My mind raced, piecing together fragments of conversations half formed thoughts that had been lingering for days.I recalled how he called me when I was about to enter my car. I wondered what he was doing in California at the time. Was he aware that I took Carl to Disneyland?My thoughts also drifted to Carl and I recalled how he asked me about Logan. He kept on mentioning the name, “Logan,”till we got home and I couldn't help but brood.My thoughts drifted to my date wi

Emily's POV Grabbing a shot of whiskey at one of the opulent bars in the city, I downed its content, loving the feeling of freedom and the power that thrummed through my veins. Dusk had fallen outside and patrons strolled the musty dim-lit bar. With a smile pulling at the corners of my lips, I refilled my drink, watching as it bobbled to the brim of the cup, a feeling of anticipation stirring within me. I've been such a mess since I heard those words from Carl.. I failed again.. I failed to give him the response he needed. I feel guilty not telling him who his father was. Logan doesn't deserve him but then, it hurts that my son needs him. Whenever Carl brings up a topic about his father, my thoughts often drift to the past and I hate to recall everything that happened. My eyes glistened with unshed tears as the reality of my predicament dawned on me. Various grenades went off in my head, my blood boiling and my hands balling into fists. “Why is everything so screwed up!