Semua Bab THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET, CHASING AFTER ME : Bab 61 - Bab 70

I curled into myself as much as I could, wrists still bound, the remains of the ridiculous fishtail costume trapping me in place. My face burned with humiliation, but I refused to show him fear."When did you take up fish filleting as a hobby, Mr. Ferguson?" I shot back, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Is this part of your grand plan to—"Before I could finish, he slammed the knife into the bed, the blade piercing through the fabric and pinning the tail in place.I froze, my breath catching as panic surged.When the expected pain didn’t come, I slowly opened my eyes. The knife stood firm in the mattress, the fishtail trapped beneath it.I yanked at the fabric, trying to free myself, but it wouldn’t budge. Frustration bubbled in my chest, but his expression didn’t waver—cold, unyielding, and infuriatingly calm."Do you know your mistake?" His voice was low and deliberate like every word was meant to pierce through me.I glared at him, tears threatening to spill as I turned my head awa

I recognized the voice immediately, and a chill ran through me. It was Duan Kun. The realization was terrifying, but I forced myself to calm down. Instead of fighting, I leaned back against him, my mind racing for a way out.Duan Kun hesitated at my unexpected reaction, but then his demeanour shifted. His grip loosened slightly as a lecherous grin spread across his face."Mr Duan," I said, my voice low and enticing. "If you already know the kind of woman I am, surely you've come prepared with proper bargaining chips this time?"My words made him pause, his grip on my hair slackening further. I turned slightly, my hair brushing against his neck. His eyes darkened, and his breath quickened."Don't be so rough," I murmured, placing a hand lightly on his chest. "I don’t like that."His guard lowered as his ego inflated, mistaking my act for submission. When he leaned in for a kiss, the smell of his cheap cologne and stale cigarettes hit me, making my stomach churn. I twisted away, feignin

Xavier’s voice carried a note of reassurance, his persistence unwavering as he tried to reason with me."Zelda, Brother isn’t the impulsive 17-year-old he once was. He’s not going to fly off the handle. You can tell him, and it’ll be fine—"I couldn’t hold back the tears any longer. They slipped down my cheeks, and my voice trembled as I interrupted him."Brother, are you refusing to help me? Don’t you understand? I can’t let him know."The memory of Duan Kun flashed in my mind, his hands pinning me against the wall. I’d been terrified, but even at that moment, I was thinking. I can’t let him succeed. I can’t let this happen.Because if he had, James would have lost control. He would’ve sought revenge without hesitation, just like he did years ago, his hands stained with blood for my sake. I couldn’t let that happen again.So I fought back. I did what I had to. When I struck out at Duan Kun, there was no hesitation, no mercy. James Ferguson had been my armour then, the thought of him

Boom! Boom! Boom!The pounding on the door jolted me.“Zelda, open the door!” James’s voice was sharp, impatient.I hadn’t realized how long I’d been inside. When the sound of his footsteps retreated, I barely had time to react before the heavy thud of his foot struck the door.I scrambled to unlock it just as he was about to break it down.James’s eyes narrowed as he took in my appearance. My hair was dripping, and my towel clinging to my trembling frame. His gaze darkened.“What the hell are you doing?” he demanded.“I…” My voice faltered as water dripped from my hairHis hand shot out, gripping my wrist. His fingers were like fire against my frozen skin. “You’re freezing. Were you taking a cold shower? Are you trying to kill yourself?”I blinked, dazed. “I didn’t feel it.”His frustration flared. “Unbelievable.” Without another word, he scooped me into his arms and carried me to the bed.He tucked the quilt around me, his movements brisk and annoyed.th. I was trembling uncontrollab

As soon as she was gone, I couldn’t help it—I burst into laughter. "That was one hell of a performance, Hamer! I didn’t know you were such a good actor."Hamerr smirked. "What can I say? I adapt when needed. Glad it worked out.""Thank you so much for stepping in," I said, grateful."No problem," Hamer replied. "You’ve got the money back, and honestly, it’s for the best. This place wouldn’t hold good memories for you anyway. Time to move on."He started helping us gather our belongings. "Just let me handle the heavy stuff," he insisted. "You two focus on packing."While Hamer carried bags to the car, Jian stood watching me with a funny look on her face."What?" I asked, exasperated."Hamer really likes you," she said with a smirk. "I mean, how did he even know we were in trouble?""I don’t know," I said, shrugging. "Why don’t you ask him?"When Hamer returned for another tr