All Chapters of Never: HIS REGRET: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Liam's POV That look! I muttered in my heart as I watched him approach. My heart filled with countless thoughts of the past; flashes of memories that I couldn't piece together in my subconscious. My gaze widened, searching for a possible connection. I felt downcast that I still couldn't figure out who he truly resembled from my past. He looked familiar yet vastly different, I must say. The more I tried to wrap my head around it, the more frustrated I became. After a moment of reflective brainstorming, I gave up. Maybe he wasn't the same as I had known him before, I assured myself. My gaze darted to my surroundings, the sun shining intensely on my skin, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Stay away from them. I won't warn you again. Otherwise, you'll leave me with no choice but to stop you my own way," his voice surged, still familiar to me. His face contorted as he turned to Olivia, holding her affectionately by the arms, his gaze scanning her from head to toe. "Hope he didn't hu

Olivia’s POV I woke up earlier, feeling completely worn out by yesterday's events. My rage took over a greater part of my being, overshadowing the moment of joy I had anticipated.I practically ignored Jumia's explanation and walked up to my room to clear my head. He was just a child. I had warned him to stay away from that stranger, but he chose to be comfortable in his arms, even accepting gifts from him.Liam's intentions were never good, I could feel it from the very first day he came for dinner at my house. Such nerve.I called the principal immediately after I got home to place a strict restriction and even threatened to file a report against the school. Her response left me speechless throughout the night. Sleep was far from my eyes, which flustered bright all through the night.I moved toward the nightstand to take some pills to ease my sleeplessness, an illness that could surge at any time. It had been ages since I had such illness, all thanks to Liam, I muttered in my heart

Olivia’s POV "What's the issue, love?" His concerned voice surged, but my heart was numb, and my breath quickened drastically. I stood still, feeling utterly broken inside. How was it possible? No! This can't be true, it certainly isn't. I groaned within, trying to wrap my head around the distressing call I just got moments ago. Everything seemed to fade away gradually, and I couldn't just pick at the point. What was going on? The more I thought about the call, the more my heart bled and the deeper my pain grew. I felt as if a thousand claps of thunder were raging in my chest. I couldn't believe everything Becky had just said; I needed to check for myself. I hurried out of bed and straight to the closet to change into something else. Every one of James’ concerns hit me hard, but even more real was the shock and pain of the news I had just received. "Babe, what's the issue? Why are you suddenly so calm? I can tell something isn’t right. Can you please tell me what's happening

Liam’s POVI sat at the back of the car as the cops drove. My heart was filled with so much rage and pain; the pain of having Olivia suffer all because of my past wrongs.My thoughts drifted to fifteen years ago when we were still in high school. Those days used to be my days of superiority as the son and heir of one of the richest families in New York.Fifteen Years Ago“Guys, he is coming,” Andrew announced, already getting up on his feet and moving out of his seat.“Let's go,” I signaled to Peter, my right-hand man and the only one so close to me.We moved to stand in the doorway of the class just in time as he was walking in.“Get out of my way,” he said, bowing his head low in fear, his voice wavering.“Or what?” I interjected, pushing him so hard that he fell to the floor, his hands curled over his face.“Class, look at who we have today,” I mocked, and the whole class burst into laughter while he remained on the floor, sobbing loudly, tears in his eyes.I had disliked him with

James POV “I don't know any of the words he just said, believe me.” I tried to assure her, but her mind was made up. Her face scrunched up in frustration, and my heart ached to see her in such a mood.Before I could hold onto her arms, she bowed into her car, gave me a dreaded look of betrayal, and closed the door behind her. I watched, broken apart by her actions.“Don't bother coming over to the house because I will make sure you aren't granted access,” she exclaimed bitterly before driving out of the building.I stood still, perplexed by everything that had just happened. My gaze darted to the main entrance of the hospital, and I held onto the stares of some staff members and passersby. It seemed absurd. I groaned, feeling utterly devastated.This wasn't how I had planned everything to turn out. It certainly wasn't.I got into my car, buried my head in my hands, and reflected deeply on everything that had just happened. If only I could turn back time; if only I could, then I would