All Chapters of Mr billionaire's regret: chasing after my ex-wife isn't easy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Meanwhile, away from the renewed hope that Zephyr and Nova felt, Kevin too had just made up with Willow. The room was dimly lit, filled with the warm glow of scented candles that flickered on the nightstand. It was the perfect romantic set up. Something Willow had always longed to do with Kevin. “Did I hurt you?" Kevin whispered into her ears. Willow smiled. How could he ever hurt her? He had just made her complete. He'd reminded her of just how much she missed his touch. His hold. His love. “No, Kevin. You didn't hurt me. You made love to me." Kevin chuckled and kissed her on the lips, his hands hovering just above her breasts. For a second, Willow could feel her body come to life all over again. Was he going to touch her again? She wondered. “You're insatiable," she smiled. “Only for you," Kevin replied and leaned down, pressing his face to her breasts and kissing her cleavage. When she nudged him off, he simply laid draped over her and they smiled and listened to each oth

Chapter 44Willow’s throat went dry. What was the crazy woman saying?.What did she mean by Kevin ruining her? “It's all in the past now. Kevin is fighting so hard to forgive himself. He is sorry for what he did.” "I don't care! I don't!’ Hazel . Willow shrunk back at her bark. She looked crazy. For a second, Willow wondered how Kevin had gotten tangled with her in the first place. "He defiled me. He took everything from me." Hazel’s face twisted in rage. “He destroyed me!” she screamed. “I can’t function as a woman! Do you understand what that means?” Kevin who had been looking at the entire scene with fear and flinched like he had been struck. His fingers dug into his hair, his whole body curling inward. Hazel wasn’t done. She scoffed at Kevin's reaction. Like she didn't care how much she was hurting him. Willow watched Hazel scowl as she watched Kevin. “You think I didn’t try to move on?” she spat, pacing like a caged animal. “You think I didn’t want to heal? I met men, go

Willow followed Kevin out the door, her heart racing as she struggled to control the trembling in her hands. What had Kevin done? How could he tell her that she should leave him? Leave their home? “Kevin, stop!” she called after him, her voice clearly filled with desperation. He didn’t turn, his steps weren't even steady. It was as though he were walking away from more than just her. “Kevin, please!” she tried again, jogging to catch up with him. She grabbed his arm, forcing him to face her. “You have to wake up!" But Kevin shrugged and when he whipped around to face her, his eyes were distant, hollow, the warmth she once knew wasn't there, it was replaced by a chilling emptiness. “You need to think about this,” Willow urged, her voice softer now. “Think about us,.about everything we’ve been through. She’s manipulating you, Kevin. You know that, deep down. She’s not here because she loves you. She has an agenda.” Kevin’s jaw tightened, and his hands began to tremble. At first

The moment the door burst open and the paparazzi flooded in, their cameras flashing, Willow’s breath caught in her throat. Hazel had done this. No doubt about that. Even as she snapped at Willow, there was a cruel smirk on her face. The tiny bathroom became a pit of chaos, as the press people continued to shout and ask so many questions that Willow’s bead began to spin. “Who are you to Kevin?” One of the paparazzi asked as she shoved a mic in Willow's face. “Hey, get away from me!” Willow said, moving back until Kevin was right behind her. "So you came in here to mess with my husband, huh? You should be ashamed of yourself!” Hazel sneered angrily at her. “He came in here, I didn't bring him." Willow shot back. Hazel looked stunned that she was still defensive. “Why were you kissing him?” One of them asked, “are you his mistress?” Willow could barely think, her eyes darting to Kevin. Was she his mistress? Willow itched to say that she was his wife. His lawfully wedded wife. B

Therapy had been the solution Willow had agreed to weigh Kevin. But now, she couldn't get him to come along. Hazel had gotten so far with her manipulation that Kevin only did what she wanted. That afternoon, Willow sat in the dimly lit office of Kevin's therapist. The doctor had prescribed his drugs but still, he wasn't getting any better. He still walked around like a zombie, not knowing exactly what was happening around him. “He couldn't make the visit?" The therapist asked as he looked down his glasses at Willow. “No, I have tried everything I could. He won't leave the house with me." Willow replied. But she knew quite well it was because of Hazel's influence. The therapist sighed heavily and nodded, “How's he doing?" “He’s been acting so… distant,” Willow began, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s like he’s there, but he’s not really there. He barely looks at me, and when he does, it’s like he’s trying to push me away. I don’t know what to do anymore.” The therapist n