Semua Bab The Billionaire's Regret: He Wants Me Back: Bab 41 - Bab 50

SASHA’S POV“Mom?”Everyone turned to look at her.“When I was pregnant with Sasha, the doctor thought she was a boy. Alan wanted to name him Leo. But when she turned out to be a girl, we named her Sasha instead.”Mom told the story without emotion. She was neatly dressed, ready to leave.“Leo’s a great name! Let’s hope he grows strong like a lion,” Sam commented, but no one responded.“Sorry. I’m not suggesting anything,” Mom said, glancing at me. “The baby’s family should decide.”That was all she said before walking out. Daniel came over to say goodbye. The jingle of his car keys made me realize he was standing right beside me.“I’m taking your mom home,” Daniel said, patting my shoulder gently. “Pray for the best for her.”My chest tightened. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I hugged him and burst into tears. “Thank you, Daniel! Thank you so much! I don’t know what I’d do without you!”“Shh, it’s okay. Family helps each other,” Daniel said, stroking my head. I was soaking his shir

SASHA’S POVI stared at Sam. His story about Noah’s father blew my mind. Really? I was questioning everything he said.“So, Uncle Vincent won’t come after me and Noah anymore?” I asked, doubtful, remembering how just days ago he’d done the opposite. “Because of Dad?”Sam nodded. “That’s why I brought Vincent to see your dad.”I still wasn’t sure I believed it, but it did explain why Uncle Vincent had gone so quiet when we crossed paths. He didn’t say a word. He even looked away when I stared at him.I’d even wondered if Dad had somehow cursed him, made him impotent—so he couldn’t touch me anymore.“He told me,” Sam said, his eyes drifting away, “when he met your dad, he realized what he did to you wasn’t worth it—even with what your dad did with his wife. He said he could forgive Freya for cheating with your dad, even if it took time. But if his daughter had gone through what you did, he would’ve sent your dad straight to hell.”Tears rolled down my cheeks again. I trembled at Sam’s w

VINCENT’S POVI watched Noah run toward me—my son, the one I love and miss so much. Two months without him felt like torture.I had decided to step out of Sasha’s life. But when I found out Sam didn’t marry her, I realized chasing her had been a mistake.Still, I can’t forget Sasha. I love her. And I love Noah, too.I promised not to pursue them, to let Sasha live as she wants. But when I learned she’s also raising her baby brother, my heart broke. Why is she so stubborn? Why not let Farah take care of Leo?A month after the funeral, I wanted to return. Longing and guilt gnawed at me. But things got delayed.What could I do? A crisis at the company forced me back—Tara was throwing tantrums again. When she’s like that, she takes it out on the staff. She’s still unstable. She needs watching, so she doesn’t become a monster.The house staff said she’s already growing gray hairs despite her young age. Is the job really stressing her that much? She wanted it so badly.Her pride and refusal

SASHA’S POV“It’s way too late!” I stormed into the living room and slammed the papers he’d handed me onto the table. “What do you think I am, some wide-eyed freshman? I was eighteen when we screwed everything up,” I snapped, switching to Italian so Noah wouldn’t understand.“Sha, it’s been a while, but it’s not too late,” Uncle Vincent said gently.“I dropped out years ago, Uncle,” I shot back, glancing at Noah and Leo. “I’m being realistic. The kids are healthy—that’s all that matters. I don’t have time for big dreams. Dreams are for kids. My job now is to help them chase theirs.”I stared at him. “I’m a mom, Uncle. It doesn’t matter what I wanted back then.”“Sha, please—”“No way. Not happening,” I said firmly.“You could enroll in a non-traditional student program at Ellwood. They’re flexible—for people like you,” he insisted.“What do you think I’m doing all day?” I snapped. “I’m juggling a toddler and a baby. And this?” I waved the special program for the medical school brochur

SASHA’S POV“Sasha! You got it all wrong!” Uncle Vincent kept pushing, like he wasn’t a total jerk.“Get out, Uncle!”I slammed the door right in that old creep’s face. Hopefully it smacked him good—maybe it’d knock that smooth-talking act out of him. Did he really think I’d fall for that charm?Please. I know what he wants. Lia said the same thing—Uncle Vincent’s got his sights on me.But seriously? That’s his idea of flirting?Ugh.For a moment, I really thought he’d changed. Thought he might say he loved me. Stupid. I’m the one reading too much into it again.I flopped onto the couch, rubbing my temples even though I didn’t have a headache. Good thing the kids didn’t wake up from my little outburst—if Leo or Noah stirred, I’d be twice as stressed.That night, I couldn’t sleep again after dozing off earlier. With nothing else to do, I picked up the Ellwood medical school brochure Uncle Vincent gave me.I kept replaying what he said—about moms chasing their dreams despite the chaos.