All Chapters of Ruthless Billionaire Ex-Husband's Regret: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

"I mean, I like his work not him personally." I quickly wiped imaginary dust from Jason's shoulder, feeling his cold glance boring into me.The tension between us thickened as I nervously swallowed, my throat suddenly dry.Jason's jaw tightened almost imperceptibly—a subtle tell I was beginning to recognize whenever something displeased him."Never mind," his attention drifted to the screen. "I've been used to letting a lot go since I realized you had something in you. Unpredictability, spontaneity, and embarrassment are the most trivial things."His words were laced with an implication I couldn't quite grasp. What a strangely vain statement. And what exactly did he mean by "overlooking so much"?"And what is the relationship between my spontaneity and my shyness?" I pulled back slightly, curiosity overriding my momentary discomfort.Jason rested his hand on the arm of the seat, his posture relaxed despite the intensity in his eyes. "The connection is that you do things or say things

MAISIEThe theater workers all wore distinctive green uniforms. However, this was someone else entirely.My body stiffened in recognition as my gaze moved up to his face. The familiar features, so similar yet so different from Jason's made my blood run cold."Well, well... look who we have here," Jared drawled. "The woman who tamed the beast."What was he doing here? How had he found us? My mind raced through possibilities.I tried to step around him, but he shifted to block my path. I tried the other direction, again he intercepted me, his movements casual yet deliberately threatening.My patience evaporated, replaced by a cold anger born of fear."You'd better leave before Jason knows you're here!" I warned, keeping my voice low but firm.Jared's lips curled into a predatory smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Or what?"My gaze caught on the white tape above his eyebrow, covering what must have been a significant wound. I had little doubt about who had caused it. The knowledge gave m

MAISIEStrangely, I felt relieved at his arrival but also glad he hadn't come earlier.I needed to face my demons alone, to prove to myself I could stand up to the man who didn't deserve to be called father anymore.I wouldn't have conquered my fear if Jason had arrived sooner; I wouldn't have had the chance to face it myself.His expression was thunderous with rage, but when his gaze fell on me, his features softened with relief.He rushed to me quickly, grabbing my shoulders and checking me over with frantic concern. After assuring himself I was physically unharmed, he pulled me into a tight embrace, sighing with relief."You wouldn't believe the fear I felt when he told me you were with him," he murmured into my hair.My eyes burned with tears that refused to fall. Jason hadn't been the one to hurt me, yet he was the one taking care of my healing.He hadn't caused my fear, but he was holding me, calming me.I wrapped my arms around his waist and waited… waited for the tears to fina

MAISIE....I arrived home early that afternoon, exhausted but relieved.Klay had left immediately after our morning meeting concluded, which allowed me to finish my remaining tasks quickly and head out before the usual rush hour traffic. After the tension-filled evening at the party last night, I desperately needed this small reprieve.The house felt unusually quiet as I settled on the sofa at half past five. I glanced at the clock again, anxiously waiting for the delivery of Nathan's birthday gift so I could start wrapping it before tonight's celebration.I picked up my phone and called Miriam to update her about Klay's attendance."He's definitely coming to the party tonight," I told her, twirling a strand of hair around my finger nervously. After last night's encounter with Jason, I was grateful to have something else to focus on—Nathan's birthday would be the perfect distraction."Perfect timing," Miriam replied with excitement. "Don is helping me prepare a special surprise for N

MAISIEJason didn't follow—perhaps he knew better than to try.I tried to concentrate on wrapping Nathan's present that had finally arrived, but my hands were shaking too much to fold neatly or tie the right ribbons.The sound of an ambulance arriving next door kept drawing my attention away from my task. The sirens wailed, cutting through the evening quiet like a harsh reminder of what had just transpired.I'm not saying Jared didn't deserve consequences for his actions. He had caused immeasurable pain with his interference in our lives yet did he deserve to be injured badly enough to need emergency medical attention?The question troubled me, even as I struggled with ribbon and tape that refused to cooperate with my shaking fingers."Stop giving people second chances they don't deserve, Maisie. It's maturity to accept that no good can come from some people!" Jason's words echoed in my mind.Perhaps he was right. Perhaps no good could ever come from Jared. However, the violence I'd w