All Chapters of Reclaimed by the Billionaire : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Xavier~"Mr. Thompson, please get up; we have to leave." I rubbed my eyes as I listened to her gentle voice. I attempted to straighten my body and almost managed to avoid falling off the couch. I looked around me and found myself sleeping in an unfamiliar room that was on the couch. "Don't look at my room in awe; I know it looks beautiful." I turned my head to look at her. She was standing in front of the dressing table and combing her hair. "I apologize; I can't recall when I fell asleep last night." It was quite embarrassing for me to spend the night in her room. "That's okay; everyone feels calm in my room." I turned to stare at her, bewildered to find my body covered in a blanket. Did she wrap a blanket around my body the night before? But looking at her cold face, I find it hard to believe that she truly cares for me. Why didn't she wake me up and ask me to leave her room? Once again, my mind was filled with countless questions as I observed her mysterious behavior toward me.

Xavier~"Bella, I reached my hotel." I don't know why I texted her about reaching my hotel room, but the urge was too strong to resist. My thoughts always seemed to drift back to her."Good night, take care," she replied almost instantly.I blinked at the screen, surprised she was awake—surprised she responded at all. Why was she still up? It was late. After spending time with Alan and sharing dinner with Bella and him, I felt an unusual sense of peace and contentment. It was as if, for a brief moment, I was part of a family. A perfect family. Meeting Alan had only deepened my desire to fit into Bella’s life once again.As I lay on the bed, my mind raced back to how pleased Alan looked earlier that day. His innocent laughter filled the house, and for a fleeting second, I allowed myself to imagine what it would have been like if I hadn’t betrayed Bella. Would we be a real family today? The thought sent a wave of longing through me, but I quickly pushed it aside. She wasn’t ready to l

Xavier~"Bella, what is he doing with Alan?" I looked at Bella in confusion, my heart pounding. "Bella, why are you quiet? Answer me: What is Victor doing with Alan?" Her silence sent a shiver of fear through me, even though my mind had already pieced together the disturbing possibility."Victor." My voice wavered, barely containing the surge of emotion. "Where did you disappear after that night? Do you know I searched for you everywhere?" My eyes filled with tears, and I took a step toward him, desperate to embrace my brother after so many years of silence, but he remained frozen. He was so cold, so distant—as if I were invisible to him."Daddy, meet my new friend." Alan’s innocent voice interrupted the tension, and I stared in shock. "What? Dad?" The word struck me like a jolt, causing me to remain motionless. Alan tightly wrapped his hand around Victor's, his smile naive and pure. This can’t be happening. "What is he saying, Bella? Is Victor Alan's father?" The realization was

Xavier~"Congrats, Bella." I held out a bouquet to her, feeling uneasy due to the awkward silence between us. Victor was looking at me with anger-filled eyes as he saw me approaching her. She softly mumbled, "Thank you," before returning her attention to the ground. Why is she avoiding eye contact with me? "Uncle, my mama looks beautiful, right?" Alan's innocent question increased the tension between us even more. After hearing Alan, my gaze returned to Bella. She does look stunning today. She looked even more stunning in her full-sleeved, champagne-colored gown. Most of the time, she dressed like a lawyer, but tonight, she looked amazing. The red roses in her bun enhanced her beauty, but my heart raced as I watched Victor apply them to her hair. Observing their intimate bond filled my heart with jealousy. How can Victor do this to me? How can he marry Bella when he knows she is my wife? However, this is not his fault; rather, it is entirely my fault, as I have failed to recognize

Xavier~"Ouch.."My head struck the floor, causing me to open my eyes. How did I end up here? I found myself in my hotel room and glanced around bewilderedly. I scratched my head, trying to recall how I got here. As I struggled to recall what had happened the night before, all the unpleasant recollections rushed before my eyes. Oh no, what did I do in my intoxicated state? I regretted my last night's outburst. A dull, hollow ache settled in my chest. My actions, once impulsive and thoughtless, now weighed on me like a lead weight, as if every misstep had been building up to this inevitable fracture.How could I coerce her? I revealed all my deepest emotions to her. That's all because of Derrick Merchant; if he hadn't provoked me, I would not have reacted in such a manner. I attempted to rise from the cold floor of the room, but my feet ached and made it impossible. I realized my error again when I gazed at my swollen face in the mirror. It's difficult to reach out to Bella once agai