All Chapters of Mr Billionaire's Regret: Chasing Back My Ex-wife : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

SoniaI frowned at Daniel as my patience was wearing off. I have told him countless times that I wasn’t ready for a relationship? And still, he was insisting, pushing and asking questions that didn't make sense, questions that made me uncomfortable, that I didn’t even know how to answer. When he asked if I still loved Ethan, I was speechless, I wanted to deny it, to scream that I had moved on but the truth lingered in my heart, heavy and undeniable. No matter how hard I tried to hate Ethan for everything he has done to me, my heart still refused to listen. I... I still loved him. I didn’t answer Daniel. I couldn’t. My silence must have spoken louder than words because he looked at me like he already knew. Thankfully, his phone rang, breaking the awkward tension. “I need to go now but I’ll see you soon,” Daniel said, standing up. I sighed heavily, following him to the door, relief flooding through me as he left but after closing the door behind him, his words echoed in my min

EthanI was sitting in my study room, going through some documents while Dave, my assistant, confirmed my flight to California as I needed to travel to California for an urgent business trip. “Make sure the flight is for early morning,” I told him, my gaze still fixed on the documents I was working on. “Yes, sir,” Dave said as he dialed the airport manager. I leaned back in my chair, finally allowing myself a moment to think. I have been busy all day, meeting after meeting and I haven’t had the chance to call Sonia or Jay. Guilt weighed on me. Jay must have been waiting for my call. "I will make it up to him when I get back from California." I thought within, stretching my libs. Suddenly, my phone vibrated on the desk. I glanced at it and I smiled when I saw Sonia’s name. Perfect timing. How did she know I was just thinking of her? I picked up the call with a grin. “Sonia,” I said warmly, “I was just thinking about you.” But her voice came through like a thunderclap, angr

DanielI was furious as my blood boiled at the mere thought of Sonia being with Ethan. "Fuck!!!" I groaned, taking a sip from my wine glass. I knew it... I knew she would run to him, just like always. That was why I lied when I called her, pretending I was at her house. I wanted to confirm my suspicions and now I had my answer. As the image of her with Ethan replayed in my mind, my grip tightened around the wine glass in my hand until it shattered. The shards bit into my skin, but the sting only fueled my anger. "Mrs, Nathaniel!!" I called one of my maids and she came running in. She was stunned when she came in and saw the shattered glasses on the floor. She didn't need me to tell her what to do before she knew she had to clean the mess. "Are there any other things you want me to do for you, sir?" She asked after clearing the place. "No, you can go," I said coldly, massaging my temple. A few minutes after she left, The door creaked open and Dragon, one of my men, stepped i

SoniaAs Ethan pulled into my apartment, I could feel my heart growing heavier. The silence between us was unsettling but I couldn’t bring myself to say anything.I just looked out the window with my mind filled with the thought of Jay, my son. I haven't heard from him since yesterday and it felt like I haven't seen him for years. "God, I hope my son is okay," I murmured, blinking away the tears that were threatening to spill. Ethan parked the car, stepped out and walked around to open the door for me. His gestures were gentle as if he was trying to make up for something he couldn’t say out loud. “Thank you,” I murmured as I stepped out. We walked in silence toward the building, the tension between us unspoken yet heavy. Just as we reached the door, Ethan’s phone began to ring. He stopped and pulled it out of his pocket. “Excuse me,” he said, his voice low as he stepped aside to pick up the call. I nodded, barely registering his words and continued toward the door. Just a

Sonia My heart pounded so loudly it felt like it might break through my chest. The message was clear, this person was watching me, tracking my every move. I am not safe, not even in my own home. “What am I going to do?” I whispered to myself, pacing back and forth in the living room. My palms were clammy and sweat clung to my skin. Fear wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket. A knock at the door jolted me out of my thoughts. I froze, my breath caught in my throat. It must be Alex. He said he was on his way, but I couldn’t let him in. Panic surged through me as the knocking continued. Caro came out from the kitchen, heading toward the door. “I’ll get it,” she said casually, walking toward the entrance. “No!” I hissed, rushing to her. I swiftly used my hand to cover her mouth and whispered urgently, “Don't make any sound and go back to your room. Don’t open the door.” She stared at me, her eyes filled with confusion and concern. But thankfully, she didn't ask any