All Chapters of Ruthless Billionaire Ex-Husband's Regret: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

MAISIEI stopped at the door of Nathan's office when I got there. I peered in and saw Jason deeply absorbed in going over some papers, his face furrowed.I knocked softly on the doorframe and adopted a playfully formal tone. "Will you let me in, Principal Harding?" I teased, referencing his serious demeanor.He looked up with his expression immediately softening into a smile. "Come in."I stepped inside before closing the door behind me with a gentle click.Making my way across the room, I settled into the chair across from him while he returned his attention to the papers in his hands."I got you a surprise!" I announced, holding up the plate with a flourish."Surprise, is it a piece of cake?" he replied without looking up, though I could detect a hint of amusement in his voice.I raised my index finger dramatically as if making an important point. "Wrong, it's not just any cake... it's chocolate cake!"His eyes remained fixed on the documents before him. "No, thank you."Disappointm

MAISIE"What about Don?" Jason quirked an eyebrow, sliding his hands into his pockets elegantly.The realization hit me. Don! How could I forget?I slumped back into my seat dramatically, resting my forehead on the cool surface of the table."I really wanted to go with you," I mumbled, frustration evident in my voice. Something inside me yearned to be near him, like a magnetic pull I couldn't explain or resist.Miriam's gentle hand patted my head. "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you get what you want?"I lifted my head, confusion written across my face. "What do you mean?""The audio equipment is rented for today only," Miriam explained, leaning closer with a conspiratorial gleam. "I need to return everything before ten tonight. I'll tell Don he needs to help me because Nathan has a headache. We'll take our time, maybe drive around a bit before I drop him off. You just need to be back before we return.""I don't have a headache!" Nathan protested.Miriam shot him a war

MAISIE"I’ve learned to control myself even more when you're with me," Jason murmured, turning his chair to face the computer.His fingers resumed their effortless dance across the keyboard, yet his thoughts were nowhere near the screen. "It feels like my soul is constantly on the verge of escaping, rushing toward you. No matter how much I look at you, it never feels like enough. I memorize the way you move, the way you sit in stillness. Every little detail of you pulls me in, and my heart beats in sync with your smile."He exhaled softly. "I love you so deeply, so fiercely, that I have to hold myself back. Because if I don’t… I might lose myself entirely."If I had to name what we shared, I'd call it a safe relationship. I'd found myself in the hands of a man who saw beyond my physical form, who cherished the essence of who I was.In this era dominated by cravings and instant gratification, the worst thing that could happen would be surrendering to those shallow expectations and beco

MAISIEDon came back from the examination room minutes after his father had left, and we were led to the room booked for his recovery.I was shocked by the room that Jason had paid for. I was expecting a standard hospital room, but this was a luxurious suite in the VIP wing! Except for the medical equipment, it resembled a fancy hotel room with upscale furnishings, premium entertainment systems, and exceptional amenities designed to make the hospital stay as comfortable as possible.Many prestigious medical centers offer these exclusive accommodations for wealthy patients, celebrities, and donors, creating an environment that feels more like a high-end hotel than a hospital. These luxury suites typically include separate sitting areas and hotel-quality furnishings—all while maintaining the necessary medical functionality."This is... excessive," I murmured, running my hand along the polished surface of a sleek side table.Nathan arrived shortly after to discuss the final details of th

MAISIEMy voice broke slightly. "My son became my reason to turn back. He had done nothing wrong and deserved better than the ugly fate I had chosen for myself. He deserved a chance at life, even if that life began with me as his mother."I wiped away a tear that had escaped despite my efforts to remain composed. "I made a promise that night standing in that river, that I would live for him and give him everything our family never gave me: love, support, encouragement, safety. I would break the cycle no matter how hard it was."Raphael reached over and squeezed my hand gently. For a moment, we were children again, finding comfort in each other amid the chaos of our home."The reason we suffered all these years… he was arrested today," he said after a moment in a more professional tone. The police officer in him replaced the vulnerable brother. "He'll pay the price for everything he did to you, to both of us."I sat up straight, confusion replacing the emotional exhaustion I'd been fee