The Billionaire's Regret: He Wants Me Back

The Billionaire's Regret: He Wants Me Back

By:  A.R.J.  Ongoing
Language: English
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Because of love, Sasha was willing to engage in a clandestine relationship with her friend's father, Vincent. Vincent justified it by claiming that his wife was having an affair, so he needed a companion. However, one day Sasha discovered that Vincent's wife's lover was her own father. Confused, Sasha found out that Vincent had only used her as a bed-warmer doll to seek revenge on her father. Sasha decided to leave Vincent. However, her friend wouldn't let her go peacefully and continued to harass her. The situation worsened when Sasha found out she was pregnant. Eventually, she made the decision to disappear forever, leaving behind her bitter past. Unfortunately, several years later, when she had built a good life with her son, Vincent came back into her life. She exclaimed, "Don't touch my son! You never even wanted him, did you?"

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18 Chapters

1. Comfort Me, Baby!

I returned from college, and it was already dark outside. Instead of going straight to my dorm, I decided to visit Tara, my best friend. To save money on transportation, I chose to walk to Tara's house. It was not far from the campus, so walking there wouldn't make me tired or numb.I made the effort to go to Tara's house because I was curious. I wondered what could be wrong with her.This wasn't the first time Tara skipped classes. Usually, that super lazy rich kid overslept and stayed in bed until the class hours were over. But this time, she didn't even reply to my messages from last night. Who wouldn't be worried? There must be something unusual happening.Unfortunately, before I reached Tara's house, it started raining. Well, it was April, and rain almost showered every day. I had to run to reach Tara's house quickly.SPLASH!!Suddenly, a motorcyclist (im)politely passed by me, splashing some of the puddles of water onto my body."Hey! Pay attention while driving, man!" I exclaim
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2. Will You Be My Girlfriend?

"How would I comfort you?" I asked, confused. Could it be that the kind of comfort Uncle wanted was the kind that adults sought? "You're beautiful, Sasha!" Uncle whispered, leaning close to my ear. "I know you also secretly notice me, don't you?" My face felt hot upon hearing Uncle's last question. How could Uncle possibly know that I had feelings for him? "I am not a home-wrecker," I awkwardly replied, defending myself. Yet, my heart was racing uncontrollably. Uncle Vincent smiled faintly. His eyes gazed at me with hunger as he brushed aside the hair covering my slightly exposed neck and chest. "You're not a home-wrecker, baby!" Uncle retorted, his gaze flat. "To me, that cheating bitch is no longer my wife." Soon after, Uncle's lips were pressed against mine. He gently nibbled on my lower lip. I was confused. Perhaps because I didn't know how to kiss. Or maybe because of the lingering feelings of fear and guilt in my mind. "Part your lips, baby! Just enjoy what I'm about to g
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3. Surprise

I stood frozen at the door. My feet felt glued to the spot where I stood. I couldn't move an inch, as if carrying the weight of iron shoes, weighing hundreds of kilograms. I watched my dad and Tara’s mom making love in the living room, on the couch. Yes, they had their backs turned to me. But I was certain it was my father and Aunt Freya. Wait! Was this a dream? It felt like an unbelievable prank. I brought my hand to my cheek, pinching it several times until I was absolutely sure that I felt real pain."Alan! I can't take it anymore. I wanna cum!" she yelled, moaning in sinful joy."Wait for me!"I couldn't believe my eyes seeing my dad with Uncle Vincent's wife in the living room, engaging in intimate activities with no shame. So, Aunt Freya's lover is my dad?“Cheater!” I exclaimed, startling both of them. My dad turned to see me standing in front of the door with a hurtful gaze at them."Sasha, wait!" Dad exclaimed in surprise upon seeing me. "So, this is what you do when Mo
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4. Tara's Anger

"Uncle, wake up, Uncle! Tara's here!" I whispered as I shook Uncle Vincent's muscular body. He was still partially awake, opening his eyes lazily. "What is it? Asking for more rounds?" Uncle Vincent asked. "What do you mean by 'more rounds’? Look, your beloved daughter is at the door!" "Tara?" "Yes, Tara! Do you have other daughters?" I started to feel annoyed with Uncle Vincent's retard-like habits when he woke up. I quickly got up and dragged Uncle Vincent's reluctant and sleepy body into the closet. "Don't go out! I—I will open the door for her." I quickly threw Uncle Vincent's pants and clothes into the closet and closed it tightly. "Wear these!" "A moment please!" I yelled as I put on a red satin pajama that I picked from the closet. I hurriedly ran to the door to welcome Tara. I myself didn't know why Tara came straight to this place. Since she disappeared and took a break from college, she had never contacted me again. "Tara? Come in!" I opened the door wid
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5. A Plaything

My mom's eyes appeared swollen. She must have been crying for a long time. We stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. Not a single word escaped our mouths. I felt my eyes starting to well up, and so did my mom's, her eyes becoming watery. She gazed at me without blinking, showering me with a disappointed look. My mom's face looked incredibly tired. Probably because she came straight here from the airport. But who informed her about my whereabouts in this apartment? "Did you...not invite me in?" my mom asked, holding back her tears. "I-It's mm—my apartment, Mom. Did you need to ask for permission?" I awkwardly replied, wiping away my tears with my fingers. "No! I never bought you an apartment or even gave you extra money to rent such a luxurious one," my mom said, closing her eyes, and causing the accumulated tears on her eyelids to flow down together. My mom's words sliced through my heart painfully. I sighed, trying to be strong and face whatever my mom was about t
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6. Shocking News

"Hey, let me introduce myself. I'm Willy. How much is your rate for a night?" "Sha, do you still remember me? It's David. I need a companion for tonight. Can you do it?" "Miss Sasha, can I get the price list and the types of services provided?" Various unknown numbers have flooded me with horrifying messages lately. Like terror messages from anonymous numbers, but they claimed to know me. What's even more disgusting is that they treated me like a cheap woman who sells herself. I didn't respond to any of those insane messages. Who dared to torment me like that? I turned off my phone and threw it onto the bed. There was no point in turning it on. What for? I wouldn't even work on my college assignments, even if they were shared in my class group. For the past few days, I've felt lost. The mixture of being dumped, betrayed, and feeling foolish for falling into the trap of cursed human beings like Uncle Vincent really drained my life energy, leaving me with little strength to even m
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7. Fake Kindness

I didn't know how I ended up in such an unfamiliar house. The table, chairs, wardrobe, everything was unfamiliar. The only thing I recognized was Mr. Harry. The kind-hearted man who tried to remain calm despite hearing about my embarrassing situation firsthand was now explaining something to a beautiful woman wearing a pink dress. "So, is this girl pregnant?" the woman asked Mr. Harry while glancing at me with a flat gaze. Mr. Harry simply nodded and sighed. "You don’t mind if she stays here, right?" Mr. Harry asked again. "Her family can't be contacted. I'm afraid something might happen if she's left alone." The woman seemed slightly reluctant, looking at me suspiciously. "She's not pregnant with your child, right?" she asked, turning to Mr. Harry. Oh, she must be his wife. "Sophie, Honey! If she were my mistress, why would I bring her to you? Inviting trouble? Playing with fire?" Mr. Harry's eyes showed a hint of offense as he stared at his wife. The woman named Sophie then la
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8. Good Bye

Since that incident, Mrs. Harry and I have never been as close as before. I despised hidden intentions behind acts of kindness. It all reminded me of Uncle Vincent's seduction. The man who trapped me in wickedness and the suffering I am experiencing now. It's time for me to pack up and leave Mr. Harry's house. There's no place for someone like me here. Everyone only seeks their own benefit and interest, don't they? I quickly opened the wardrobe and packed my belongings, which were not many. Tears occasionally rolled down my cheeks, but it wouldn't deter me from leaving here soon. I heard a knock on the door. "Sasha, it's Sophie! Can you open the door for a moment?" I felt hesitant. Then I felt foolish because this was Mr. Harry's house. I shouldn't behave spoiled in his house. When I opened the door, I saw Mr. Harry and his wife with pale faces. They exchanged a brief glance, then asked for permission to sit on the bench near the bed. "This is your house. You don't need to
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9. Four Years Later

It had been four years since I left my old life behind, the life that had been wrecked. I left my old home. I left my dad. I left Tara and left Uncle Vincent. Leaving everything behind would make me someone new. At least … that’s my goal at that time. I needed to move on. It’s the best for me and my baby.The same goes for my first semester at the new university. Of course, I left without a heavy heart. I wasn't particularly fond of the major I was pursuing. My mom had insisted on me studying management because I didn't get accepted into medical school. She said it would lead to a good job, just like hers.So, after my mom left me, my enthusiasm for studying disappeared. The challenges of life I faced at the time were just additional reasons to quit college altogether.What was the point? For what or whom should I continue to study? Being pregnant was already extremely difficult. I vomited every day. Eating and drinking became unpleasant experiences. Why should I endure a place filled
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10. You are My Beloved Son

"Who said that to you, baby?" I asked angrily. How could they dare to meddle in other people's affairs?"Nania said that to me. She said her mommy told her that I am a bastard. According to Adam, 'bastard' means a pig. So I was called a pig by my friends," Noah said tearfully. His eyes radiated fear and sadness, making me feel pity for him.Unbelievable! What kind of parents would let their child hear such hurtful words? How could they teach innocent children to gossip, as if the gossipers would end up in heaven?I cursed them in my head, trying to keep my composure in front of my dear son.I brought my hand to him, pulling my little boy into an embrace. My heart felt heavy, but I knew I couldn't allow myself to be too sad as it would only further distress Noah.As a mother, I had to encourage him. Our life was perfect. He was perfect, even without a father by his side. He didn’t need a father.I pecked his forehead and looked directly into his eyes. "Noah, you are my child, and I lov
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