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Chapter 45
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Leah’s POV The moment I step into my office, I know what I have to do. There’s no hesitation, no second-guessing. I grab my phone and dial my father’s number, my hands steady even as my heart pounds.It doesn’t even ring twice before he picks up."Leah," he greets, his voice firm. "What is it?"I exhale sharply. "I’m quitting, Dad."There’s a pause. Then, with absolute authority, he says, "No, you’re not."A humorless laugh escapes me. "Yes, I am. I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.""You can’t do what anymore?" His voice is dangerously low, the way it gets when he’s reining in his temper. "Your job? Your responsibilities? The project you agreed to oversee?""The torture," I snap. "Because that’s what this is. Working under you, working with him, constantly pretending I don’t feel like I’m suffocating. I’ve tried, Dad. I’ve tried to be the perfect daughter, the obedient businesswoman who falls in line with your plans, but I’m done trying.""You are being emotional," he states, as if t
最終更新日 : 2025-03-15Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 47
Leah’s POV I slip into the driver’s seat, fingers gripping the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turn white. The car feels like a lifeline, an anchor in a sea of chaos. The engine roars to life beneath me, and for a split second, I’m caught in the rhythm of it—the deep hum, the smooth vibration of the car’s power. But that moment of calm is fleeting. As soon as I pull out of the parking lot, the weight of everything presses in on me again. The building shrinks in my rearview mirror, but I don’t feel lighter. I don’t feel free. I feel exhausted.The pressure in my chest hasn’t lessened. It’s suffocating—the kind of pressure you get from holding your breath too long, as if at any moment, something will crack. A shiver runs through me, not from the cold, but from the sheer force of what I just did. I should be relieved, right? I should feel like a weight’s been lifted. But right now, I only feel hollow.I press the button on the steering wheel and dial Cece’s number. My thumb h
最終更新日 : 2025-03-16Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 48
Leah's POVCece pulls me into a tight hug, her arms around me like she’s trying to hold me together, and I close my eyes, letting her comfort me for just a moment."You deserve this, Leah," she says, her voice steady but warm. "Don’t let guilt creep in. Just… enjoy it."I pull away with a soft laugh, the sound unsteady. "I’ll try. Even though I just disobeyed my dad for the first time ever."Cece gives a short laugh. "Hey. This is the good type of rebellion. He’s got to understand that you’re human, that you’ve got feelings too. And if this is the only way he learns, then so be it."I pull her into a tighter hug, my chest tightening with something I can’t quite explain. Tears spring to my eyes, and I don’t fight them. "I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear that."We pull apart just as my phone vibrates from the nightstand. The name on the screen makes my stomach twist into knots.My father.I let the call ring out, watching the screen until it fades into silence. Cece glances at
最終更新日 : 2025-03-16Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 49
Leah’s POVAs the plane ascends, I should feel something—relief, excitement, maybe even peace. Instead, all I feel is the weight of everything I left behind pressing down on me, thick and suffocating.The city below shrinks, becoming nothing but a blur of lights and shadows. My past is down there—my father, Dwight, Ethan, my job, my entire life. I should feel free now that it’s all behind me, but I don’t.Even in the spacious comfort of my first-class seat, I can’t relax. I shift, adjusting the plush blanket over my lap, but it doesn’t help. My mind won’t stop racing, won’t stop replaying every moment that led me here.A flight attendant stops beside me, her polite smile unwavering. “Ms. Carrington, would you like anything? A drink, perhaps? Some coffee?”I put on a little bit of smile, I shake my head, barely looking at her. “No, thank you.”She nods, stepping away without another word.I watch her disappear down the aisle, her movements fluid and practiced, attending to other passen
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Dwight’s POVThe sound of the phone call ending echoes in my ears long after the line goes silent.The silence in my office feels suffocating, as if the air has thickened and I’m struggling to breathe through it. I should’ve known she was serious when she stopped answering my calls. That wasn’t the first time, after all. But this—this feels different. Her voice was steady, sure of herself. The decision had already been made. And for the first time, I wonder if maybe I have just made the biggest mistake of my life.I stand up, pacing in circles. What the hell is happening?The last thing I had expected was the outburst in the conference room. She had sounded angry, frustrated, and hurt.I didn't realize how deeply the hurt of our breakup ran until this afternoon. Until her little rant.I rub my eyes, trying to focus. I didn’t even ask where she was. She doesn’t owe me that anymore. Hell, she probably doesn’t owe me anything at all. But the thought gnaws at me, and I can’t shake it. Whe
最終更新日 : 2025-03-17Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 51
Dwight POV I slam my hands against the steering wheel, frustration bubbling up like a pressure cooker ready to explode. The receptionist’s indifferent smile still echoes in my mind, mocking me. Leah’s gone. She’s really gone.I pull out my phone, my fingers shaking as I dial the number I’ve only used in the most desperate of situations. The line rings twice before a low, gravelly voice answers.“Parker,” the detective says, his tone immediately shifting to that of someone who knows business is about to get serious.“Parker, it’s Dwight. I need you to track someone. Now.”There’s a pause. “Who?”“Leah Carrington. I need to know everything—where she is, where she’s going, when she’s going. I can’t let her disappear. Not like this.”I can almost hear Parker’s raised eyebrow on the other end. “You’re sure about this? You know what it means when you start digging into someone’s personal life, Dwight. You sure you want to go this far?”I close my eyes, feeling the weight of my own decision
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Felix POVI step out of my office, my hands clasped behind my back as I make my way toward Judith’s desk. The rhythmic clicking of keyboards and the low hum of conversation filter through the hall, the usual signs of a well-run business in motion. The air is crisp, the temperature perfectly regulated, just as I prefer. Everything around me is controlled, efficient, predictable.But the nagging unease in my chest tells me that one thing—one person—is slipping out of my grasp.Judith looks up as I approach, her posture straightening, ever the professional. She knows I don’t walk out of my office without purpose.“Any word from Leah?”She exhales softly, shaking her head as she glances at the screen in front of her. “No, sir. I’ve tried calling, texting—nothing. It’s unlike her not to respond.”Unlike her indeed.Leah has never been one to ignore my calls. Even if she was occupied, she would acknowledge them—send a brief text, a voicemail, something. She understands the importance of com
最終更新日 : 2025-03-19Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 53
Felix POVI sit behind my desk, fingers tapping lightly against the polished mahogany surface as I wait. The air in my office feels heavier than usual, the silence pressing in around me. The minutes stretch longer than they should. I know I’m being irrational—this is a simple matter, a minor inconvenience—but something about Leah’s unresponsiveness gnaws at me.Then, finally, the phone on my desk buzzes. Judith.I pick it up immediately. “What did they find?”Her voice is calm, efficient as always. “Mr. Carrington, the men checked the penthouse. Leah is not there.”I exhale slowly, tension ebbing, but not disappearing entirely. “Did they find anything unusual?”“No signs of forced entry, no disturbances. The apartment is intact. However, from what they observed, it appears that she left willingly. They couldn’t determine when she would return.”A pause.“I see,” I say, leaning back in my chair.This is not the worst news I could have received. At least I know she hasn’t been abducted.
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Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 124
EPILOGUE Leah's POV I sit quietly by Dwight’s hospital bed, my fingers gently wrapped around his, the steady beeping of the heart monitor grounding me. After two surgeries, he’s finally resting.When I’d been told that Dwight was shot, I had felt my entire world crashing down. I’d cried all the way to the hospital, and it’d taken three men to keep me out of the operating room.But miraculously, he’s alive. Still here. Still breathing. Still mine. And yet, it all feels surreal—the whirlwind of the past few days catching up in uneven bursts. Ethan’s arrest, Gerald’s disgrace, the truth about Glimmr being Dwight’s all along becoming public. But nothing compares to the ache that comes from the one betrayal I never saw coming—my uncle’s.I had trusted him. Loved him. Thought of him as a steady force in my life. But behind all the warmth and concern was a man plotting to control me—using my heartbreak, pushing me toward Ethan, and scheming to seize Veloura for himself. He’d sat there at t
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 123
Dwight's POVThe road coils like a serpent beneath my tires, black and endless. Trees lean in on either side like silent witnesses, their twisted branches clawing at the pale sky. Gerald’s directions run through my head again and again, carved into memory. The House of Silence—what a sick, ironic name. My grip tightens on the wheel as I push forward, heart hammering in a rhythm I haven’t known in years.I tap my earpiece.“Parker.”Static, then his clipped voice. “Sir.”“I have done it. Coordinates check out." I tap on my screen, sending a screenshot of the map Gerald had handed me.“Mr. Spencer, wait. I’m pulling in backup. Don’t go in alone. I mean it.”“I don’t have time. He could be doing God knows what to that young woman right now. He needs to be stopped.” I couldn't let them do to her what they'd done to me.“Dwight—”“There’s no time, Parker. You won’t make it before it’s too late.”He curses under his breath. “At least wait nearby. Don’t breach. I’ll be there in fifteen.”But
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 122
Ethan’s POVShe looked like porcelain under the low light.Pale, trembling, slick with sweat. Her chest heaved as she lay on the stained cot in the far corner, wrists bound to the headboard with nylon straps, ankles tied tight. Her hair—light brown, maybe even blonde in the right light—was matted against her temples, soaked. And those eyes. Translucent blue, darting like a cornered rabbit, searching for a way out that didn’t exist.“I don’t know what I did,” she sobbed. Her voice cracked like something brittle. “Please, please let me go…”I didn’t move. I just watched her from the shadows, still as a breath held underwater. She tried to sit up, trembling, her arms pulling at the restraints with a sound like Velcro peeling from skin.“I’ll give you everything,” she cried. “My paychecks—every single one. I swear. Just don’t hurt me. My boyfriend… he doesn’t have money. He can’t pay ransom. Please…”God. She was alive. Alive in the way most people forgot how to be. The kind of aliveness
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 121
Dwight's POV Gerald Carrington lived in a two-story villa tucked behind a quiet cul-de-sac on the city’s west end. The neighborhood had a curated calm about it — hedges trimmed to military precision, pavement scrubbed of all disorder. Unlike his brother Felix’s sprawling estate with its sweeping gates and Greek statues, Gerald’s home was the kind of place that whispered wealth rather than screamed it. Tasteful. Secluded. Expensive, but not decadent.I parked three blocks down and approached on foot, dressed in dark jeans and a charcoal sweater. No cologne. No jewelry. Nothing that caught the light.Judith had delivered the address an hour ago. She’d also found a layout of the house — a scanned blueprint buried in some renovation permits from two years back. I studied it on the ride over, memorizing the entry points, camera placements, the blind spots between hedges and roof angles.I wasn’t here for a polite conversation.I was here for answers.The backyard was mostly covered — two
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 120
DWIGHT'S POVThe office around me — my own private quarters at Glimmr — felt too big, too empty, too quiet. Every tick of the clock on the wall sounded like a drumbeat inside my skull.I couldn't sit still.Couldn't stop moving.Pacing back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows like a caged animal.My hands itched to do something — to tear something apart, to find Ava, to end whatever nightmare she was living through because of me.Ava had trusted me.Worked for me.Smiled at me, grateful for opportunities and promises.And I had failed her.Just like I had once failed myself, locked in that dark, cold hell three years ago.I dragged my fingers through my hair, jaw locked so tight it ached.Where was Parker?Where was the goddamn call?My phone buzzed sharply on the desk.I lunged for it like a drowning man reaching for a rope.“Talk to me,” I barked, not bothering with hellos.Parker’s voice crackled through, low and urgent.“We hit Ethan’s place. Just finished. He's not
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 119
Dwight's POV The tires screeched against the pavement as I pulled out of the driveway, my hand clenching the steering wheel so hard the leather groaned beneath my grip. The night sky stretched endless above me, but I barely saw it. All I could see was Ava's face. Bright, smiling Ava, who was now missing — God knew where — because somewhere, somehow, I'd let my guard down.Not again. I wouldn't lose another innocent to this madness. I swore it.I jabbed the button on the dashboard, calling Parker first.He answered on the first ring. "Boss?""I need you to move," I barked, weaving through traffic like a man possessed. "Ava's missing. Her fiancé called the office — she never showed up back there after leaving my house."A sharp intake of breath. "Shit. You think it's connected?""I know it is." My gut was screaming, every instinct sharpened to a fine, deadly edge. "I need you to pull every favor, use every contact you have. Track her phone, hack into traffic cams, do whatever it take
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 118
Dwight's POVIt was dark out. Leah lay half-sprawled across my chest, the silky strands of her hair tickling my skin. Our clothes were scattered haphazardly across the room, abandoned in our urgency. The heavy rug under us cushioned our bodies, still slick and languid from the intensity of our lovemaking. I still couldn't believe the feelings that coursed through me as I'd made love to her. It was better than all the times I had allowed myself to imagine... to fantasize.It had been pure magic. Messy, but perfect. And having her here in my arms filled me with the duty of contentment that had been missing for three years. I could have stayed like that forever. Her breath warm against my skin. Her heart beating in slow, contented rhythms against mine. Her fingers moved idly over my chest, tracing lazy patterns. Every touch sent aftershocks through my nerves, subtle reminders of how close we had just been, how perfect she felt wrapped around me...And then her fingers stilled. She brushe
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 117
Dwight's POV The clock on the wall ticked mockingly at me, but I barely noticed it anymore.I sat behind my desk, staring at the documents spread out before me, but none of the words made it past the thick wall of energy thrumming in my veins. It was all background noise. Filler. Nothing compared to the singular, burning thought anchoring me:Leah.Home. Waiting for me.The thought wrapped itself around every nerve ending, making it almost impossible to sit still. I knew it wouldn’t last—this arrangement was temporary. But even knowing that, I couldn't stop the anticipation that practically vibrated in my blood. The pull toward her was too strong, too fierce to deny.I remembered the kiss we shared. God, I remembered every detail. The tentative way I had brushed my mouth against hers. The way she had frozen for a breathless second before melting against me, kissing me back like it was the only thing keeping her alive. That kiss had shattered something inside me. It wasn
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 116
Leah’s POVAfter Ava left, the house felt much bigger.Much quieter.And somehow, even though I knew I was safe, the silence made me feel small.I sprawled on the plush sofa in the sunken living room, laptop abandoned beside me, staring out at the endless stretch of green beyond the massive floor-to-ceiling windows. The afternoon sun slanted in golden beams across the polished floors, painting everything in warm, sleepy light.I could still hear Ava’s cheerful goodbye ringing in my ears."Call me if you need anything, okay?"I had promised I would. But really, there was nothing Ava—or anyone—could do for me now.I needed time. Space.Maybe even forgiveness.The soft shuffle of footsteps pulled me out of my thoughts. I sat up just as the house chef—a kind-eyed woman named Marla—approached, wiping her hands on a white apron."Miss Carrington," she said with a polite nod, "would you like anything for lunch? I made a chicken and asparagus salad. Fresh bread too."My stomach gave an unexpe
