All Chapters of Ruthless Billionaire Ex-Husband's Regret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MaisieI woke up with a sense of contentment and excitement.The sky was bright blue this morning.My face bloomed into a bright smile when I spotted his familiar towering figure with looks to kill standing before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in our dressing room.The door was open and I could see him clearly from where I lay tangled in the silky sheets of our massive bed.I gently rose and padded my bare feet across the plush carpet to cross the room toward where he stood, straightening his tie and running a hand through that thick, perfectly coiffed dark hair.God, he was so insanely handsome it almost didn't seem fair."Good morning, handsome," I greeted in a sweet, slightly sing-song voice as I spread my arms open to wrap around his narrow waist from behind, nuzzling my face against the expensive fabric of his suit jacket.He always looked so powerful and dominant in a suit.Instead of melting into my embrace, he stiffened slightly. "Now's not the time, Maisie. I have an emergency

I swiped the key card and heard the soft click of the lock before swinging the door open.At first glance, everything seemed normal in the lavish suite. Marble floors, crystal chandeliers, huge windows with a view of the city skyline. But then my eyes landed on the glass table and my heart dropped into my stomach.A bottle of champagne and two glasses sat there. Jason was not alone.I blinked slowly, trying to process what I was seeing. Maybe this was for...a business meeting or something? Because I really didn't want to overreact if it was. But my gut told me no, this was something else entirely.I took a deep breath and moved further into the room. That's when I heard it - the unmistakable sound of a woman's moan."Unghh...Jason..."I froze, my hand hovering over the bedroom door. No. No, this couldn't be happening. I was hearing things, I had to be.But some perverse curiosity pushed me forward until I was pushing the door open. And the sight before me was like a punch straight to

The back door of the flashiest car in the fleet swung open and to my utter shock, a familiar figure I least expected to see stormed out, not giving a damn about the harsh downpour now soaking him to the skin.My heart leaped into my throat and I whirled around.Panic surged through me when he charged towards me with a look of pure rage on his face.I was rooted to the spot like a deer in headlights, unsure how to react.He swiftly closed the distance between us and grabbed me by the wrist in a bruising grip before tossing me over his shoulder as if I weighed no more than a child's doll.I cried out in shock and pain as his shoulder dug into my stomach, knocking the wind out of me.I finally snapped out of my daze. "What the hell?! Put me down this instant, you bastard!" I screamed, thrashing and kicking my legs wildly as he carried me back towards the car like a caveman."Maisie!" Jason barked, his icy tone cutting through the sounds of the pounding rain and making me freeze in place.

MAISIEDays passed.Jason was nowhere to be seen or heard from.He didn't come home at night, and on the rare occasions when he did, it was always too late for me to still be awake.I always felt him outside our bedroom door, but he never came in. He never spoke to me again after that awful event.I didn't need anyone to tell me what was happening—he was avoiding me at all costs. Avoiding the confrontation, avoiding having to explain himself.At first, I told myself I didn't care. That I was better off not seeing him or being reminded of his cruel betrayal and how little he must actually want me if he could be so callous. But as days stretched into a week, then two, I felt sadness settling into the hollowness inside me.He was my husband, after all. The man I had foolishly, desperately fallen in love with. And now, he was slipping away from me completely, like he finally found his excuse to leave me behind for good.When the silence and emptiness of the house became too much to bear,

"I'm not going anywhere," he rumbled in that same gritty tone I didn't recognize.It was filled with something I hadn't heard from him before - but I wasn't sure what it was. Need? Desperation? Hunger? A predatory edge that made my heart race.I stared up at him with wide eyes, my pulse pounding out of control from our intimate proximity and the way he was looking at me like he wanted to devour me whole.Every nerve ending in my body was electrified by his touch, his scent, the smoldering intensity burning in his eyes."W-What are you doing?" I stammered, my voice trembling as I feebly tried to pull away. But his grip only tightened further, holding me pressed against the scorching heat of his hard body.His full lips curved into a faint, humorless smile. "What I've always wanted to do," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly.I froze, my entire body stiffening as his words sank in. But I didn't dare move away, I didn't want to. Not anymore. Not when he was looking at me like that, to