All Chapters of Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter Eleven: Helen's POV

My heart beat faster as I unlocked my phone. All the missed calls were from the same number, but I couldn’t even recognize the caller.I checked the profile picture of whoever had this number, and just as I suspected.Ashton!!The moment I said his name, my chest pain came as usual. Why was he calling me? And so many times? I hesitated for a second before opening my messages.There were three unread texts from him.Helen, please pick up.It’s important.We need to talk. Call me back.I folded my fist in anger. Why couldn't he just give up? I have told him I would rather not see or talk to him ever again. What is all this issue I have put myself in?Just as I was about to put the phone down, it started ringing for the umpteenth time. It was him. Again.I just kept staring at the screen. Every part of my being told me to ignore it. To block his number and move on. But something stopped me.Knowing I was going to regret this later, I pressed the answer button and brought the phone to my
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Chapter Twelve: Helen's POV

I stared at her; her looks literally disgusted me. Of all the people I could have run into this morning, it just had to be her.Rose.The woman Ashton cheated on me with. The reason my marriage ended in the first place. And now, here she was, standing right in front of me, arms crossed, as though she was ready to fight me. How dumb can some people actually be???I just exhaled softly. I wasn’t in the mood for any drama, and I felt she wasn’t worth my anger. Not today. Not ever."Well, well, well," Rose sneered as she looked at me with disdain. "Look who’s back in Seattle. I should’ve known you’d come crawling back sooner or later."I forced a smile, though it was anything but friendly. "Crawling? Sweetheart, if that’s how you see it, you need to get your eyes checked. I’m here for work, not for irrelevant people from my past like you."She noticed I was ready to give her back whatever she threw at me today. But guess she felt she could handle me."Oh, come on, Helen. We both know why
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Chapter Thirteen: Helen's POV

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!" I shouted, slamming my palm against the horn as I swerved past a slow-moving car. My speedometer was reading 220 km/hr, but I didn’t care.The principal had barely gotten the words out before I hung up the phone and jumped into my car. "Your son, Jake, was hit on the head while at the playground—" That was all I needed to hear before I was gone, driving like a maniac; the last thing I would even tolerate was my children being bullied. I would rather die than have that happen."What kind of school is this?!" I yelled as I drove past a truck that was way loaded with valuables. "How the hell are kids getting hurt under their watch?" My blood was boiling, and I could barely keep myself from getting really angry. As I sped down the road, my mind was filled up with a thousand thoughts. Was Jake okay? How badly was he hurt? Who the hell had the effrontery to put their hands on my son?!In no time, I was already at the school. I didn't even remember parking th
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Chapter Fourteen: Helen's POV

"I’m promising you this, Rose," I began, my voice deadly calm. "If Henry ever lays a finger on Jake again, I won’t just be having a friendly chat in the principal’s office. Do you understand me?"Rose scoffed, folding her arms. "Oh, please. You think you scare me, Helen? You’ve always been all bark and no bite."I leaned in slightly, lowering my voice just enough so only she could hear. "Try me."Her smug expression faltered for a second, but she quickly recovered, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "This is ridiculous. Henry, get up. We’re leaving."Henry quickly hopped off his chair, clinging to his mother’s side as she grabbed her purse. "Principal, I expect a fair resolution to this. I won’t have Helen trying to turn this into some dramatic scene."I let out a humorless laugh. "Oh, don’t worry, Rose. The scene is just beginning. Because if you don’t teach your son how to behave, I will."She glared at me one last time before strutting out of the office with Henry in tow.I stood
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Chapter Fifteen: Ashton's POV

“Hey… Helen... How are you... wait... Why are you here?" I asked, because at this point, I was surprised.All the anger I had some minutes back was gone. Just like that. All that was on my mind now was why Helen was here, at my son's school.Helen crossed her arms and stared at me like I was some idiot who just asked the dumbest question in the world. "Ashton, I’m not here for any pleasantries. I just want to make something clear to you."She took a step closer, her eyes sharp, her voice low but deadly serious. "I won’t ever allow any of my kids to be bullied by your so-called son. Warn your irresponsible excuse of a wife, to have her son stay away from my kids. Or else... she’ll have me to contend with."I blinked. Once. Twice. I swear, my brain was trying to catch up with what she just said.Wait. What?I almost laughed. Almost.I was Ashton. The biggest millionaire in Seattle, with businesses in every corner of this damn city. Nobody talked to me like that. Nobody. And yet, here wa
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Chapter Sixteen: Ashton's POV

Back at my office, I sat on the leather couch. I tried searching for a pain relief drug from the drawers, but I guess I already exhausted the ones I had stored up.My mind was still in chaos after everything that had happened at the school. I couldn't believe Helen had slapped Rose. I couldn’t believe she stood there, looking me dead in the eye, daring me to do something about it.But right now, that wasn’t even the biggest issue. Ken sat across from me, a thick envelope in his hands. He called me while I was still in school saying he had vital and sensitive information I needed to attend to, so I left school and came to the office.I frowned, my eyes shifting between him and the envelope. “What is this?” I asked, reaching for it.Ken handed it over, leaning forward slightly. “A lot of information on what you asked me to look into.”I tore it open; my hands were shaking and a little bit unsteady as I pulled out the contents. There were printed documents, some handwritten notes, and ev
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Chapter Seventeen: Helen's POV

“Kids, come down to the dining room this instant and have your breakfast!" I called out as I carried plates to the dining table.It was the weekend, and I always made sure they did their little chores before having breakfast. I was so thankful for the weekend. At least now, I could actually rest and not be so stressed from work—or that piece of a liar, Ashton.Last week was really a hell of a week. But finally, it was the weekend, so I could take a break."Mummy, we will be down in a jiffy!" I heard Kate’s voice from upstairs.I smiled as I set the plates down. The smell of freshly made pancakes filled the air, mixing with the warm scent of scrambled eggs and sausages. I had woken up early to make their favorite breakfast. It was the least I could do after the madness of the past few days. Moreover, it was the weekend; we needed to enjoy ourselves at least.Just as I brought the last plate to the dining table, I heard the sound of running footsteps. Within seconds, Jake, Blake, and K
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Chapter Eighteen: Ashton's POV

I actually didn't mean to disturb Helen and her kids, but I was passing by their house, and I decided to just say hi. As I got closer, I noticed something strange—the front door was a little bit open. That wasn’t like her. This was one of the biggest estates in Seattle. How could she have left her door open? Maybe she intentionally left it that way, or maybe she forgot.I pushed the door open a little more and stepped inside. The warm smell of pancakes and eggs filled the air, mixed with the sound of kids making some crazy laughing sounds. I followed the sound to the dining room and saw them all sitting at the table, laughing, eating, completely unaware that I was standing there.It was… cute. I won’t lie. Watching them like this, so happy, made my chest feel tight in a way I didn’t want to think about.“Hey, dickhead.” Helen’s voice brought me back from my thoughts. I turned my head slowly, meeting her eyes as she shone them at me.“I’m talking to you. Can’t you hear me?” She sho
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Chapter Nineteen: Ashton's POV

As I rode back home, my head was spinning. Helen’s words kept replaying in my mind. She said I sent divorce papers to her? That didn’t make sense. I knew that night with Rose was a damn mess, but I couldn’t remember doing something like that. Hell, I couldn’t even remember drafting a divorce letter.What the hell actually happened that night?The more I thought about it, the heavier my head felt. There was something missing, something I wasn’t seeing. And I needed to find out what it was.I grabbed my phone and dialed Ken. After calling twice, he picked up. “Boss?”“I need you to look into something,” I started, trying to keep my voice calm.“Sure, anything, boss. What do you need”?I then continued, telling him exactly what I wanted. “Check if the penthouse camera recordings from the night I was with Rose are still available. I need to know exactly what happened.”There was a pause. Then Ken spoke, cautious. “Sir, that was over six years ago.”“I know,” I said sharply. “But I need y
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Chapter Twenty: Ashton's POV

At this point, I didn’t know what to think or even do because I was in a damn fix.It was early the next morning. I was back home with my back to the bed, staring at the ceiling like it had all the answers I needed. My mind was a mess. A goddamn mess. How could I have thrown my life away just like that? Six years of pain, six years of being stuck in Rose’s trap, and for what? A drunken mistake? A night I couldn’t even remember? And the worst part? Helen… my Helen… she was gone. Moved on. Raising my kids, your kids, without even telling them who their father was.I sat up, running a hand down my face. My chest felt tight. Like I was suffocating in my own regrets. This was a disaster. No, this was worse than a disaster. This was hell, and I had built it with my own damn hands.My phone buzzed. I snatched it off the nightstand, hoping—hell, praying—it was Helen. But no. Ken’s name flashed on the screen.I let out a breath before answering. “What?”“Are you good, boss?”I rubbed my temp
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