All Chapters of Betrayed By Ex, Loved By My Billionaire Boss : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

REGINA'S POVHe spoke of Mr and Mrs Anderson with such casualty like they were not one of the most prominent figures in the entire city. Something that had me all choked up was something he regarded as an ordinary event he was used to. Though he never said it with his mouth that the event was not a big deal but the expression on his face was that of someone that was not feeling pressured. "We are attending this event together," he said to me. "I took the responsibility of ordering a nice new dress for you to wear along with the needed jewelries and shoe. Not that your closet is bad, I just want you to put some something a little extra than your normal wears. "Not extravagant, do not get me wrong. But it is something that Mrs Julia Anderson will find pleasing to the eyes for sure. Mr Jeremy not being an exclusion as well." I gave a nod of my head, trying to pretend that I was half as relaxed as he was. "Okay, is there anything else I am supposed to prepare for? Is there something I

REGINA'S POVThe sound of a continuous beeping echoed in my head as I opened my eyes. Looking around me, I realized I was laid down on a bed, a bed that wasn't my own. The usual white of a hospital bedroom stared back at me and I needed no one to tell me where I was. Trying to bring myself to sit up, I felt a sudden sting on my hand and I winced from the pain. Turning to look at it, there was a drip passed through my vein, the needle felt uncomfortable in my skin. I managed to bring myself to sit down, ignoring how heavy it was to carry my own body. The door as it pushed open caused me to look towards the direction and a slender brunette Lady dressed in the usual white of a nurse walked in. She seemed surprised to see me sitting down already. "Oh you're awake!" She said surprisedly. "Hold on, let me get your guardian." She dropped the tray in her hand on a wheeled table and turned around immediately. "Wait, I--" the sound of the door cut me off before I could even utter a word.

THIRD POV Mary walked about in the walls of her own home, staring at the drafted letter in her hand. It read letter of resignation. In her other hand was a glass of red wine, one of the finest. If she could not afford other things, she ought to afford fine wine. She walked into the living room and took a seat on one of her couches. Staring at the printed letter one more time, she dropped it on the center piece and relaxed into her seat with a sigh. Raising her glass to her lips, she took a sip and played around with the wine in her mouth before flushing it down her throat. Her mind could not help but to wander back to the event that had taken place the night before. She had been commanded to go on her knees to apologize to Regina. Apologize! She scoffed a laugh. She was the one that was supposed to have the upper hand in a situation like that. How could things have taken such a turn so rapidly without any signs or warning? Why was a man like Nicolas Walton taking her side? Why

THIRD POV Regina and Julia sat together and discussed about so many things both work related and personal matters. So many times, Regina's focus would break as she would survey the place for Hans evil smile but she was surprised and confused to not find him anywhere. Thankfully, Julia barely noticed it when she lost focus. The woman had never had such a smile on her face for a very long time. Being the prominent figure she was, it was expected of her to always wear a smile on her face. But every single smile was beyond fake. It never came from her heart and never attempted to reach her eyes. On the outside, she was this beautiful and strong woman who looked like she was in her early twenties. Most women her age-- even with all their beauty skin care routine-- looked old enough to be her own mother. Many envied her beauty, her wealth, but what they envied most was her happy marriage. People believed she had the most perfect marriage with her husband, Jeremy Anderson, but people

REGINA'S POVI felt my heart skip a beat, my eyes widened in surprise. Yet I stood there, remained there without budging.His hands slipped around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest. My hands were pressed against his chest, he was soaked from the rain. My eyes fell close, a single tear drop rolled down my cheek. I parted my lips and his tongue slipped in, exploring my mouth. My hands slipped around his neck, greedily pulling him closer to myself. His rich scent filled up my nostrils, filling me with a feeling of ecstasy. His teeth sunk into my lower lip and I moaned into his mouth. The way our bodies pressed together under the heavy downpour of the rain made me want to have more of him. His tender kiss filled my soul with a never ending craving. The more his tongue slipped into my mouth, the more his lips danced with mine, the more hungry I got for him. The way he kissed me, the way he touched me, it made me believe he was just as hungry as I was and no matter how long we k