All Chapters of Billionaire's Regret: Second Chance At Love : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(Scott’s POV) I leaned closer to kiss Allison. I’d been longing to feel her soft lips against mine again, to lose myself in the familiar sensation of devouring and sucking her lips just as I used to. It had been far too long, and my heart raced at the possibility. I wasn’t sure how she’d react—whether she’d get mad or allow it—but when she slowly closed her eyes, it felt like permission. My hand slid to her waist, gently pulling her closer. Her warmth pressed against me, and for a moment, it felt as though everything was falling back into place. As I lowered my head, our lips barely touched before Allison’s eyes shot open, and she quickly pushed me away. “Liam must be waiting for you. You should go to him,” she said, her voice composed but distant. She avoided looking at me, her eyes darting elsewhere like they couldn’t bear to meet mine. She had been doing that ever since I arrived—keeping her distance, evading any moment of connection. “I’ll be in my room. Call me when you’r

(Allison's POV)"Mummy, when is Daddy coming to see me?" Liam asked as I prepared him for school."Do you miss him already?" I asked with a smile, though it didn’t quite reach my eyes. I didn’t want my son to find out what was going on between his dad and me. It would break his heart to know that his parents weren’t getting along.I knew how that felt because I used to be a kid too. Anytime my parents fought or threatened to divorce, my heart sank in sadness. They might have been wonderful parents to both Alex and I, but they always fought—almost every day. Being the eldest, I would always cover Alex's ears so he wouldn’t hear their arguments.I didn’t want my son to experience what I went through as a child, and that’s why I was determined to try my best to put up with Scott. But I wouldn’t consider his pleadings from last night."Mummy," Liam tapped me."Yes, son?""Have you been listening to me?" he asked, and I cupped his face gently."Sorry, Liam. Mummy was absent-minded for a mo

(Scott's POV) "Daddy!" Liam ran toward me, his little arms outstretched, when he realized I was the one at the door. I had just finished my meeting with a client, and I couldn't wait to see him. The meeting had dragged on longer than I anticipated, but I rushed over the moment I could, with the added excuse of wanting to see Allison too. "Where's your Mummy?" I asked as I scooped him up into my arms, feeling the warmth of his small body against mine. Before Liam could respond, Allison approached us. "Liam, I thought I told you never to open the door on your own," she said, her tone firm yet caring. She definitely fit the role of a mother. Six years ago, with her cute and innocent demeanor, it would’ve been hard to believe she could take on such a responsibility. But damn, she nailed it. "I'm sorry, Mummy," Liam quickly apologized. "You told me Daddy was coming, so that's why I opened the door when I heard the bell ring." "Even so, Liam," Allison said softly but firmly, "Yo

(Scott's POV) As I stepped into my mansion, a surge of happiness spread through me. No, it wasn’t just happiness—it was pure elation. Allison wasn’t engaged to Stefan. The relief that washed over me felt like a weight lifted from my chest, and for the first time in what seemed like forever, I felt like I could truly breathe again. Earlier, I’d lost control and kissed her, and even though it earned me a slap, I’d do it all over again without hesitation. Her lips… they felt just the same as they always had—warm, soft, and intoxicatingly sweet. I’d spent countless nights remembering those lips, wishing I could feel them against mine again. I missed her. I missed everything about her—the way she’d let me kiss her endlessly, the way she used to surrender to me completely, body and soul. I missed those quiet moments under the duvet when the world outside didn’t matter, when it was just the two of us, wrapped up in each other. Some nights, we’d cuddle and talk about our dreams; other n

(Allison's POV) "Mummy," Liam hugged me tightly when I woke up, his small hands clutching me in a way that made it clear he was scared. Earlier, I had gone to the kitchen to make cereal but felt dizzy and fainted. Ever since I allowed Scott to be part of Liam's life, I’ve been constantly scared—scared that my family might find out the truth. Even though I don’t say it out loud, it consumes me. I badly want to tell them, but I don’t know where to begin. They resent Scott so much and don’t want him involved in Liam’s life. But it’s just too unfair to keep dragging an innocent child into a conflict he doesn’t even know about.. "Mummy, are you okay?" Liam asked, touching my face with his little hands. I nodded with a smile. "Mummy is fine. I’m sorry if I scared you." "I was so scared, Mummy. But now that you’re smiling at me, I’m not scared anymore." I smiled, caressing his hair, but then stopped midway when I realized I was in my room. I vividly remembered fainting in the kitche