All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: He Wants Me Back: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Was it for real? This man again? My eyes wanted to close. But I couldn't, I was too shocked. The person I least expected, the one I despise the most, is now in front of me. God! No. He's here. One inch away from where I stand."Uncle … Vincent?" I asked, astonished. It felt unbelievable that I would meet the man who had destroyed my life once again, in this city, where he shouldn't be.Oh God! Was I not running far enough? Why did you have to bring back this nightmare in front of me?My legs suddenly felt weak as if they had no bones. If Uncle Vincent didn't support my weight with his muscular, strong arms, I would have collapsed to the floor. Nevertheless, falling on the floor would be better than being in his grasp again. Every inch of his skin made me shiver, reminding me of the sinful past I had with him in the name of love.I gazed at the face I had left years ago. Still the same, still handsome, as if he hadn't aged at all. His body remained muscular, without any excess fat. Wi

"Sir, I'm sorry. This is my resignation letter." I handed the resignation letter to Mr. Rey, the division manager.I moistened my lips with my tongue, but they still felt dry. I felt uneasy about this sudden decision. Mr. Rey also seemed displeased because I was resigning abruptly."Why so sudden, Sha? Did a guest bother you again?" he asked with concern. I had been asked quite openly to date male guests with unclear intentions a few times, probably because my appearance was still attractive despite having a child."No, sir!" I answered bitterly. But it was almost like that incident. What's the difference between being asked to be a paid companion and being asked to be Uncle's sex toy again?"Then what? Because of the change in ownership? Have you found a job elsewhere?" Mr. Rey became more curious."No, sir! It's just that I have family matters that require me to move to another city," I half-lied. But, in fact, it wasn't a lie, right? I had to leave Uncle Vincent for the happiness o

"Mom!" Noah ran towards me with excitement. "Yay! I got picked up in the afternoon."I kissed my son's forehead and said, "Say hi to Mr. Rey!""Uncle Rey!" Mr. Rey corrected."But it doesn't feel right to call you Uncle! It's too friendly," I objected."Well, what should he call me then? Dad?" teased Mr. Rey with a laugh."Please, not that, Uncle! I already have my own Dad. He is working overseas," Noah quickly replied.Mr. Rey and I fell silent, exchanging glances. I lowered my head, caught in my lie to Noah."Noah, today you'll be at Uncle's house, okay? Mom is going to a party at the hotel.""Working again?" Noah asked disappointedly."Yes, something like that. Noah, you'll have fun at Uncle's house. There are lots of toys there!"Mr. Rey continued to assure my son until Noah gave in. He was happy because he was promised lots of toys.However, on the way, I was shocked to the core when Mr. Rey brought me to a beauty salon. "Sir, why are we here?""You're coming to the party tonight

The next day, I still went to the hotel because no replacement staff was available. I felt lazy, but I also felt sorry for Mr. Rey.Since I couldn't just leave, I tried my best to avoid running into Uncle Vincent all day so I could work normally. At the very least, I wanted to pretend that he had never been to the Safari Hotel and disturbed my peaceful life.But it was all in vain. My mind couldn't shake off the memories of our encounter and our argument yesterday. It was all a mess.After work, I quickly picked up Noah. I felt anything but calm. I felt like I was being watched. I didn't know by whom."Noah, promise me you won't go anywhere with strangers, okay?" I said while carrying Noah so we could return to our rented place quickly. "Lately, there have been a lot of bad people around.""What are they doing, Mom? Eating kids?" my son asked innocently."No, but they like to kidnap children and take them away from their moms!" I replied convincingly so that Noah would believe it and

I just stood there, frozen. Should I sell myself for the sake of everyone around me? Am I really that selfish if I don’t want to degrade myself in front of that creep again? Go back to being the naive girl I used to be, satisfying every single one of his disgusting whims?“I am not a whore, Uncle,” I said, my voice so soft I could barely hear it myself.“I know you’re not a whore, Sha!” Uncle Vincent shot back, laughing. “That’s why I asked you to be my personal maid. But you turned me down.” He leaned in closer. “Besides, what’s so hard about spending one more night with me? We’ve done it plenty of times before, haven’t we? I still remember exactly how to make you feel good. I haven’t forgotten those sweet spots of yours, Sha. The ones that make you beg for more. What about you? Have you forgotten everything?”I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the pain in my chest. The vile man in front of me was showing his true colors now, no pretense left. Back then, he’d been sweet to t