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Chapter Seven: Ashton's POV
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Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets. Chapter 154: Ashton's POV
I was just moving to the beat, trying to push the world out of my head. The crowd was thick, the lights spinning, music loud enough to numb everything. I had told myself I needed this. I needed to breathe. I needed to forget.But that was before I saw her.Before my entire world flipped in one blink.I caught it out of the corner of my eye—movement, a flash of black, a familiar curve in a silhouette. My eyes shifted fast. My body paused like it had hit an invisible wall.And there she was."Fuck..." I whispered it to myself, barely able to hear my own voice over the bass.But I knew what I was seeing.Helen.My Helen.Right there, not twenty feet from me. Not in my dreams. Not in some tabloid photo. Right there.Dancing.With him.The same damn guy I saw her with in the article. The same man who got to stand beside her, laugh with her, talk to her like they shared something.And now?Now they were dancing.She was laughing, her arms casually draped around his neck like they’d done thi
Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets. Chapter 153: Ashton's POV
I needed air.No, scratch that—I needed a whole damn reset. My head was spinning, my chest tight, and if I stared at one more spreadsheet, I was going to lose it completely.I leaned back in my chair, eyes closed, trying to breathe. Helen’s smile—that smile—was still in my head, replaying on a loop. And that man standing next to her? I didn’t even know his name, but I wanted to erase his face from existence."Nah," I muttered under my breath. "I need out."I stood up, pushed my chair back, and marched toward the office door. Dan’s desk was just a few steps down the hall. I found him leaning over his monitor, typing like he was finally trying to finish that damn presentation I’d asked for days ago."Dan," I called out to him. He looked up, raising a brow. "Yeah?""We’re going to the club."He paused, eyes widening. "Wait, what?""The club," I said again, grabbing my phone and tossing it into my coat pocket. "I need to clear my head."Dan leaned back in his chair, smirking. "Oh, now
Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets. Chapter 152: Ashton's POV
I was buried.Not under pressure. Not under guilt, and also not under the thoughts of Helen today.Just work.Pure, endless, heavy stacks of it.Deals I’d missed. Emails I hadn’t replied to. Contracts waiting to be reviewed. My phone kept buzzing—board members asking for updates, analysts pushing for data. I hadn’t blinked properly in what felt like hours.Papers littered the surface of my desk. Spreadsheets, projections, proposals. All of it blurred together like alphabet soup. I pinched the bridge of my nose, scanned another contract, and scribbled a note in the margin. My signature was starting to look like a heartbeat flatline.The door opened, but I didn’t look up."Ashton." Dan called softly. “Hey," he said, walking in like he owned the place."I’m busy, Dan," I muttered, eyes still glued to the page."Yeah, yeah," he said, flopping down on the leather chair across from my desk. "You always are."I flipped another page, underlining a key clause. "Don’t you have something to wo
Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets. Chapter 151: Helen's POV
It had barely been an hour since the chocolate box.The house was finally settling again. The kids were off in their rooms—Kate was drawing on the walls with washable markers (I chose peace over punishment today), Jake was napping with one sock halfway off, and Blake was somewhere lost in a world of Legos.I was still trying to center myself when—Knock. Knock. Knock.My heart jumped again for half a second. Then I let out a sigh. Another gift?Another note?No, Helen. Relax.I walked over to the door, pulled it open—And paused.It wasn’t another surprise delivery.It was Rita.My best friend.My betrayer.The woman who handed my kids over to Ashton without even thinking to ask me first.She stood there, looking like she had just stepped out of a lifestyle vlog—oversized sunglasses on her head, box braids wrapped in a bun, denim jacket over a fitted black jumpsuit, and heels that screamed “I came to start something.”I stared.Then hissed—long and dramatic—and turned right around.
Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets. Chapter 150: Helen's POV
I was deep in sleep. That kind of sleep that felt warm, heavy, and impossible to climb out of.My sheets were soft around me. The morning sun hadn’t even fully spread across the room yet. I could feel that perfect balance of cool air and cozy warmth. My body didn’t want to move.And then—Knock. Knock. Knock.My eyes stayed shut.No, please.Not yet.Knock knock knock.It got louder."Mommy..."That voice.Faint. High. Familiar."Mommy... wake up... Mommy..."My eyes barely cracked open. "Mmm... What, baby?" I turned slightly in bed, my voice groggy, thick with sleep.The door creaked open and Kate’s little head peeked in. Her curls were sticking up in every direction like a halo of chaos. She had on her purple pajamas with the glitter hearts, and she looked wide awake."Mommy, there’s a package for you," She said, stepping in fully now.I squinted. "Package?"She nodded fast. "Yes! At the door. A man dropped it. It’s big!"I groaned. "What time is it, baby?"Kate shrugged. "I dunno.
Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets. Chapter 149: Helen's POV
The day was finally over.I walked off set with a soft ache in my feet and a deep, buzzing relief in my chest. The kind of tiredness that felt good. The kind that came from doing something you loved. Scenes were wrapped, lights were shutting down, the crew was clapping each other on the back, and for once in quite a long time….. I didn’t feel drained.I felt... good.I had barely packed up my bag when I saw Jace walking out too, just ahead of me. He glanced back and smiled when our eyes met."Are you heading out?" he asked."Yep. You?""Same. Long day."We fell into step beside each other without thinking. It was easy. Natural. Like we’d known each other longer than a few hours.The parking lot was quiet, washed in golden evening light. The sky was dipped in that soft orange haze that made everything look like a movie scene. And somehow... our energy just flowed.We talked, and just kept talking.At first, it was little things. Favorite movies. Food. Set life. But then it started to
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