All Chapters of Ruthless Billionaire Ex-Husband's Regret: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Maisie“This is the last time I’d cry over Jason Harding.”I took my stuff and left the signed divorce papers, the cheque along with the house ownership documents for that sorry sack of crap.I didn't want a single damn thing that would remind me of his miserable existence, not even a freaking paperclip.“What brought us together in the first place was just a meaningless signature scribbled on some stupid white paper, and that same flimsy piece of paper is what tore us apart in the end.” I spat.He was never really my husband after all and I was never truly his wife.----Eight long months later, I gave birth to our child - the child that worthless piece of shit ex-husband didn't even know about and never would if I had my way.I'd gone full hermit mode after getting those divorce papers, dropping out of school and cutting off every single person - my family, my friends, especially Jason. As far as I was concerned, there was no reason at all to tell that asshole about the baby. He sure

MaisieI suddenly felt like the worst mother in the entire world for constantly putting work before my own child's needs and emotional well-being.I sighed. "Aw honey, I thought if I worked myself to the bone and gave you everything you could ever ask for materially, you'd be happy and have the perfect life. But I guess I was just being naive and selfish by assuming fancy things could make up for a lack of quality time together."Donovan watched me silently with those big green eyes as I continued to pour my heart out. "You were right earlier - I've been an absolutely terrible mother lately, putting my job first when you should always be my top priority." I felt tears welling up as the guilt washed over me.I raised my pinky finger and made a vow to my son. "But I promise you, from now on I'll cut way back on work and spend way more quality time with you. Just you and me, like when you were little. We'll do anything you want, bud. Pinky promise."The dimpled smile that broke across his

Maisie'Shit, have I said something highly inappropriate that he took offense to?'After a beat of tense silence that felt like it stretched on forever, Mr. Woods finally answered in a clipped tone, "I expect you to be present for the entire duration of the event tomorrow night. From start to finish. No exceptions." His expression was hard, leaving no room for argument. "Was that understood?"I felt myself shrink a little under his intense gaze. Swallowing hard, I just nodded meekly and mumbled, "Yes, I understood, Mr. Woods."The elevator came to a stop with a soft ding and the doors slid open.Not wanting to piss him off any more than I already had, I gave him a polite little bow and hurried out ahead of him without another word.Once I was finally outside and safely alone in my car, I let out a deep, frustrated sigh. Running a hand through my hair, I tried to make sense of what the hell had just happened.Mr. Woods's insistence that I stay for the whole party weighed on me as I pul

MaisieMy breath straight up caught in my throat when Jason scooped up my fallen phone, straightening up again with that same unreadable, intense expression on his handsome face.He stared at the lock screen for a beat, seeming weirdly intrigued by whatever image or wallpaper was displayed.His dark brows furrowed slightly and his gaze flickered between the illuminated screen and my own face, silently scrutinizing me in that way that always made me feel so damn exposed.A jolt of pure panic shot through me once I realized with horror what he must be seeing - the background photo on my phone was a candid shot of Donovan, my now 6-year-old son that Jason was surely clueless even existed until this very moment.Over a thousand volts of adrenaline-fueled terror coursed through my veins as the implications and questions raced through my mind.Did he somehow recognize or realize who the little boy in the picture was? What would his reaction be to finding out I had a child during our years a

MAISIE"Dame Woods!"The woman next to Klay supplied her name with an air of authority, snapping me out of my daze.Ah yes, I knew I recognized her aristocratic features now - she was Klay’s very distant cousin but one of the company's most prominent investors and major shareholders. A real big fish.I gave a slight nod of my head in respectful acknowledgment, trying not to look too much like a deer in the headlights. "It's truly an honor to meet you, ma'am."I'd heard through the office rumor mill that Dame had a notoriously difficult personality and hair-trigger temper. No, I wouldn't judge her too harshly right off the bat, but you can bet your ass I'd be trying my damnedest to avoid getting on her bad side as much as humanly possible for the sake of keeping my job and this high-stakes project running smoothly."The glamorous one next to you is Irene, and that's her husband Trevor over there looking like he'd rather be anywhere else," Felix chimed in with a cheeky grin, introducing