All Chapters of Billionaire's Regret: Second Chance At Love : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

(Allison's POV) "Allison, when you called last night, we were unable to answer because Alex and I were busy attending to the customers at the restaurant. Before we could get back to you, it was late, so Alex and I decided to come over this morning to see if you're alright," Aunt Hilda said. She was trying to explain why she and Alex were unable to pick up when Liam called last night, but that wasn’t my problem right now. Scott was still sleeping in Liam’s room. What if he came out, unaware of my family’s visit? They’d be shocked, and the secret I’ve kept hidden would be revealed before I muster the courage to tell them. They might also think I’m back together with Scott, which isn’t true. "Sis, are you alright?" my brother asked, noticing my nervousness. "Yes… I am… fine," I stammered, forcing out a smile. "You don’t look like yourself this morning, Allison. Normally, you’d have welcomed us with open arms, but you’re not doing that. It’s as if you don’t want us to enter your ho

(Scott's POV) As I crawled out of bed, I couldn't stop myself from laughing. At first, hiding from Allison's family wasn't something I wanted to do, but for Allison's sake, I decided to. Now, it felt kind of funny. Allison and I were like two teenage kids hiding our relationship from their parents. "What's so funny?" Allison asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Isn't it amusing how we're playing hide and seek with your family? We’re like two teenagers keeping our relationship a secret, and when we were almost caught, you made me hide to avoid being seen," I said, grinning. But Allison kept a straight face, which made me wonder if it wasn’t amusing to her. "You don't find it funny?" I asked, my grin slowly fading. "Give me one reason why I should find what you just said funny, Scott. My family completely trusts me, but I'm hiding a huge secret from them. They think we haven't seen or spoken to each other, but they don't know that we're on speaking terms and that I have given

(Allison's POV) Days later, I met up with Naomi Holt, and she was so excited about the dress I designed for her. "I love it, Allison. You did a great job. Scott wasn't kidding when he said you're the best at what you do. He had so much confidence in you, and you nailed it. Thank you so much, Allison. To be honest, I wasn't expecting the outcome of my birthday dress to be so beautiful," Naomi said. Her excitement was clearly detectable in her voice, and I was so happy she loved the dress. I dedicated my time into making the dress, not because I wanted to be appreciated for it, but for Scott as well. He recommended me to Naomi, and I didn't want to disappoint him because, according to Naomi, he bragged about me being the best designer ever. "I'm glad you like it, Naomi," I said with a smile. "I don't just like it. I love it! You are the best," she said, giving me a high thumb-up, and I was so proud of myself. "Thanks, Naomi." She nodded her head, dipped her hand into her han

(Scott's POV) I arrived at Naomi's birthday party even before Allison did. I saw her get out of her car, looking so beautiful in the dress she was wearing. She wasn't the celebrant, but to me, she stole the show. Even when I entered the grand hall without her knowledge, I could see her eyes moving around as if she was looking for someone. I couldn't help but think she was looking for me. When Naomi invited me to her birthday party, I didn't want to attend—not because I felt I didn't belong, but because I don't fancy parties. However, when she told me my Allie was coming, I didn't hesitate to accept her invitation. I wanted to see her beautiful face, and I didn’t regret coming. While seated, I noticed her eyes drifting to the entrance of the hall with every passing second. She was definitely looking for me, and I was a hundred percent sure of that. I got up from where I was sitting and approached her with a rose. She had always been a lover of roses, and she would light up with joy

(Writer's POV)"Ahhhghhh!" Jenna screamed angrily, throwing a glass of wine against the wall. The glass shattered into tiny pieces. Lydia, her friend, who had heard the scream, rushed out of the room immediately."What's wrong, Jenna? Why are you screaming, and why did you throw a glass at the wall?" Lydia asked, noticing Jenna was still fuming."I'm so angry I feel like killing someone right now!" Jenna spat. The veins in her neck were visible, indicating her rage."Relax, girl. No one is dying, and you're not going to kill anyone. What’s making you so pissed off? You were in a good mood just a few minutes ago," Lydia said, trying to understand why her friend had suddenly turned from cheerful to a furious tigress ready to pounce."I was in a good mood because I thought Scott was going to come here.""Scott? The guy you went to London with but ended up cheating on?" Lydia asked."You don't have to remind me of that, Lydia!" Jenna glared at her."Fine. I'm sorry. I was just trying to c