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Chapter Sixty-Three: The Photographs
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Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret Chapter Sixty-Five: The Condition
PENELOPE *** "I'm not saying you're broken," I said. "I know what you're saying," Jonathan replied. "Then why are you making that face?" "You can't see my face. We're on the phone," he added. "I've known your voice for years," I said. "I can imagine the face." "What face am I making?" he asked. "The one that shows you've decided that the conversation is unnecessary even before it is done." I moved Nora to my other hip. She was awake and in that post-nap mood where she needed to be held but was also unsure about it. "I'm not suggesting therapy because something is wrong with you. I'm suggesting it because you’ve had nightmares about a near-drowning since you were nine years old, and that has never been dealt with. You told me you haven't swum in years." "Twenty-two years...Many people don't swim." He added. "Many people didn’t almost drown at nine and then spend two decades believing the wrong person saved them," I said. "That's not a preference. It is something tha
Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret Chapter Sixty-Four: Nostalgia
JONATHAN ***THAT NIGHT Everywhere was dark around the water, indifferent to the boy as he sank into it. I had been here before in sleep. This dream had visited me since I was nine years old. It happened less often over the years but never fully left me. The current tugged at what felt like my legs. I couldn’t see the bank. I couldn’t see anything except the surface above, getting farther away. The light up there shrank while the dark around me grew larger and more oppressive. And then there were hands. I had dreamed this many times before, and it always featured Seraphina's hands. But tonight was a different hand. They grabbed without hesitation and pulled hard, pulling me up through the dark water and back toward the surface and the light.Then I woke up with a gasp and sat up. The room was dark, It was the estate. The sound of the sea outside the window was a constant background I had slept to my whole life. It felt familiar yet slightly off. I sat in the dark and took a m
Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret Chapter Sixty-Three: The Photographs
PENELOPE *** "I've told you to ask Jonathan, several times. Don't just give me an order and expect me to follow up." "But I asked," Jonathan replied. "No, you just said: 'I'm picking you at eight.' That is not asking, that is informing." "And you agreed to it." "I said okay because I was standing in Mrs. Park's hospital corridor, and you caught me at a vulnerable moment." He kept driving. The road had gotten narrower in the last twenty minutes, now a two-lane, with hedgerows on the left and a cliff on the right that dropped to a grey-green water far below. The sky was overcast but not unpleasant, it was a November coastal sky that had given up being dramatic and was simply present. Nora was asleep in the car seat. She had been asleep since we left the motorway, which meant she had missed all the scenery and tension and appeared to be having the best day. "Where are we going exactly?" I asked. "Somewhere," he answered. "That doesn't answer the question."
Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret Chapter Sixty-Two: Buried
JONATHAN "She withdrew everything with no conditions or demands," Marcus said.He was already in my office when I arrived at seven, which meant he had been there earlier."I know, Marcus.""You knew she was going to," he said in a way that didn't sound like a question."I had a conversation with her two days ago," I said. "About what my team had found and what I was prepared to do with it." I opened my laptop. "She made a rational decision.""You threatened her.""I informed her," I said. "Maybe she felt threatened."Marcus sat across from me with his folder and his expression that said he had opinions he was going to keep professional."The case against her is still being built," he said. "Even without her lawsuit. The office breach, the Hartwell pressure, the journalist placement. Do you still want to pursue it?""Yes," I said. "Not for leverage anymore because what she did is documented and should be on record."He nodded. "There's something else." He opened the folder and slid
Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret Chapter Sixty-One: Mrs Park statement
PENELOPE "You don't have to sit here." Mrs. Park said this from her hospital bed without opening her eyes. She had an uncanny ability to sense when someone was in the room. "Nora needs you home." "Nora is with Adrian. She's fine." I said There was a short silence "Adrian?" she said. The way she said it made it clear she had thoughts about it. "Yes, he offered to," I explained. "He's perfectly capable." "I know he's capable." She opened her eyes. "I have thoughts about why he offered. He's in love with you?" I looked down at the tiles. "Yes, that's what he told me," I admitted. "I know he told you. I could see it from the ground floor every time he came to pick you up for a meeting. So, what did you say?" "I told him the truth," I said. "Which is?" "That I care about him very much, and Jonathan also has feelings that I can't pretend isn't there." The hospital room feels clinical and cold. The IV in her arm was doing its work. The doctor had said it was not as
Love, Lies, and a Billionaire's Regret Chapter Sixty: Three of Them
PENELOPE AT HOME Mrs. Park stood at her own doorway, wearing her dressing gown. Her silver hair hung loose, and her face was pale, not just from the early hour. She looked like she was trying to hide how sick she felt because she didn’t want to bother anyone. "Mrs. Park." I stepped closer to her. "Why didn't you call me?" "It's just a cold," she replied. "I didn't want to..." "Come inside." I gently took her elbow and guided her back into her flat. "Sit down. I'll make tea." "What about the baby?" "Nora is fine," I assured her. "She's in the pram. Sit down, please." Then she sat and I made the tea, found her medicine cabinet, gathered the needed items, poured her a glass of water, and placed it beside her on the small table where she usually places my pancakes each time I visit. "You don't have to..." she began. "Mrs. Park," I urged. "Just drink the tea." She drank the tea as I watched her. A slow, heavy feeling settled in me, which I recognized after a while as
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