All Chapters of Ruthless Billionaire Ex-Husband's Regret: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

MAISIE"Do you remember that book you had in your study?" I asked impulsively, feeling reckless and bold and so incredibly alive in that moment. "The one about soulmates and twin flames and all of that?"Jason's brow furrowed ever so slightly, like he was casting his mind back through memories, trying to pinpoint which particular book I was referring to. Then understanding seemed to dawn in the way his lips curved into a slow, wondering smile."You mean that old, leather-bound edition of Plato's philosophies?" His voice was hushed. "The one with the passage about souls being split into two separate beings at birth, forever destined to wander in search of their other half?"I nodded fervently, feeling a shiver of anticipation trickle down my spine. "That's the one. It said that when those two halves finally find each other again, there's an indescribable sense of recognition. Of coming home to the person you were literally made for."Jason's arms tightened fractionally around me, like

MAISIE"It's all good, she's just been busy with her family's problems lately," Jason replied, closing the folder he had been reviewing."I heard her father is running for elections this year," Nayeon commented."Yes. She's been accompanying him to all his political activities," Jason confirmed in a flat tone."I'm happy they were able to save their company from bankruptcy that was announced around a week ago. It came as a complete shock to me when the news broke, and then the revelation of her father running for elections reached me shortly after." Nayeon added.I Knew the Stone were an affluent family, but I didn't realize the extent of their wealth and influence. I thought they were just another business dynasty, like so many others among the city's elite. Little did I know that Karina's family tree branched into the highest echelons of political power as well."I'll go make a call and come back," Kai excused himself, stepping away from the table and heading outside.I watched the

MAISIEI ended up working late into the night finalizing Klay’s schedule for the upcoming month. By the time I finished up, it was already past 1 am.I had talked to Miriam earlier to give her and Don a heads up about the trip. While she was excited, she mentioned having some difficulty convincing Nathan to let her go. But in the end, he relented, knowing she would go regardless of whether he gave his permission or not.I trudged tiredly toward the elevators, already going through my unread messages on my phone. Most were just from various employees that I supervised. But one particular message caught my eye, making me smile. It was from Jason."Still at work?" he had typed out simply.I grinned, feeling a little giddy rush at his message for reasons I couldn't quite explain.I started to type out a reply, but then stopped, deciding I wanted to hear the deep rumble of his voice instead of just reading words on a screen.Deleting my half-written message, I tapped on his contact info an

MAISIEMiriam’s playful tone and exaggerated gesture caught me off guard, and despite the ache in my chest, I couldn’t help but laugh.“They say a friend is a gift you give yourself,” I thought, smiling at her.Miriam was that gift for me. She was the kind of friend who walked toward me when everyone else walked away. Her kindness, sudden and unexpected, was like a balm for every wound life threw at me.I sighed and leaned my head on her shoulder as we walked.“If I were a man,” I said dramatically, “I’d have married you by now. We’d have two or three kids running around.”Miriam burst out laughing. “Two or three? You’re ambitious! I’d stop at one.”Her laughter was infectious, and soon I was laughing too. The absurdity of my words combined with her reaction lightened my mood—at least for a moment.I glanced over at Don, who was walking on Miriam’s other side, his headphones firmly in place. He was completely oblivious to our nonsense, nodding his head slightly to whatever music he wa

MAISIEI pulled myself together, forcing my voice to remain steady.“Don’t call me that silly name!” I snapped, glaring at him.Jason pulled the strap again, letting it snap against my skin. The sting spread through me like wildfire, sharp and unrelenting.My features trembled for a few seconds, betraying the chaos his vague, unreadable gaze stirred inside me.He didn’t let go this time. His grip was firm, deliberate then his voice came low and calm like a storm brewing in the distance.“Disobedience, much like any other aspect of life, evolves over time. Eventually, what once seemed intolerable transforms into something more acceptable, akin to the gradual metamorphosis of a butterfly.”Tolerable.The word lingered in the air, heavy and suffocating, wrapping around me like the rope in his hands.Then he released the strap without warning. The suddenness of it made my whole body jolt as if I’d been struck by lightning.My breath caught in my throat, and for a moment, I couldn’t move.