All Chapters of Billionaire's Regret: Second Chance At Love : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

(Allison's POV) I slowly turned to look at Scott after he said he had a reason for breaking up with me six years ago. Curiosity and confusion were etched on my face as I stared at him, waiting for him to explain. “What was your reason for breaking up with me?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly as he remained silent, just staring at me. Scott exhaled deeply, like he was preparing himself before speaking to me. “I had to move to London,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “My father... he promised to sponsor my dreams if I leave.” “So you asked me to abort Liam just because you wanted to go to London?” I asked, struggling to make sense of his words. “Allie, I—” He took a step forward, but stopped when I instinctively took a step back. “I just asked a question, Scott, and I need an answer,” I said firmly, but there was a weight in my chest that made my words crack. “I was so confused back then, Allie. I know I never told you about my family, but I wasn’t accepted by my

(Allison's POV) It’s been a week since I last saw Scott. After I left his company that day, I haven’t seen him again, and I thought he had decided to take my words to heart. But why do I still wish he was following me around like he did in the past couple of days? “What would you like to eat?” Stefan’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. He invited me out to dinner, and I couldn’t say no. I smiled at him before picking up the menu on the table. “I’d love to have steaks.” Stefan called the waitress over, and we placed our orders. “Are you okay?” Stefan asked, and I slowly turned to look at him. “Why do you ask?” I said in a low voice, answering his question with a question. “You look absentminded, Allison. You’re here, but I feel like you’re not. And beside that, you’ve been staring at those couple at the far end,” Stefan said. I glance at the young couple at the far end of the restaurant. They’re laughing softly, hands entwined, lost in the magic of a first date. It reminds m

(Allison's POV) I swallowed hard, staring at Scott. Was he really going to kiss me in front of everyone, or was this just another way to force me to talk to him? My pulse quickened as his eyes locked on mine. "Should I kiss you instead, since you don’t want to talk to me?" Scott’s voice was smooth but insistent, and I swallowed hard again. The countless times we had kissed flashed through my mind, sending shivers down my spine. Scott was a good kisser, no doubt about it. Back then, he’d kiss me for what felt like hours, his lips never growing tired, and his body always pressing against mine, making me feel every inch of him in the most intoxicating way. Stefan stepped in and took my hand away from Scott’s, snapping me back to reality. "Don’t you have any shame? You’ll kiss her in front of her fiancé?" Stefan’s voice was cold, but I could sense the protective edge behind it. Part of me wondered if he enjoyed playing the role of my fiancé a little too much when Scott was around.

(Allison's POV) I thought about it all night, and I finally decided to give Scott a chance to be a father to Liam. However, I wasn’t going to tell my aunt or my brother about it. They both loathed Scott, and I didn't want my brother to know I had lied to him. This wasn’t for me—it was for Liam. He deserved to know his father, even if I couldn't fully reconcile my feelings with Scott. I had denied Liam the privilege of knowing his father, and that wasn’t fair to him. He didn't know about my past with Scott, and I wouldn’t let him suffer because of it. As for Scott, there was no way I would accept him back into my life. He was going to be Liam’s father, and that was it. I would have considered letting him back into my life if he had shattered my heart because he had an illness he didn't want to share with me, because he didn’t want me to worry. I would have understood that. But since it was for money and power that he exchanged for my love, I couldn’t understand him, nor could I forgi

(Allison's POV) "Really? Your mummy said that?" Scott asked with a smile, and Liam nodded his head. "Yes. She told me you're a good person and that you love her, so—" Before Liam could complete his words, I gently pulled him away from Scott, faking a laugh. I crouched to his height and ruffled his hair gently. "Since when did you become a chatterbox?" I asked. "I was only telling Daddy what you said. Are you mad at me?" Liam asked in a low voice. "No, Mummy isn't mad at you, but you should only answer questions you're being asked, okay?" I said, trying my best to avoid making eye contact with Scott. "Okay, Mummy. I will keep that in mind," he grinned and rushed over to Scott, holding his hand. "You love my Mummy, right?" "Liam!" I called out his name. Here I thought he had listened to me, but he was still repeating those words to Scott. I felt so embarrassed. If I had known Liam was going to snitch on me, I wouldn't have said a word to him. But then again, he didn't