All Chapters of My Billionaire Ex-Husband's Regret: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Alexander Burke ~•~I watched as my phone rang multiple times but I couldn’t bring myself to answer the call. It was Olivia calling me but I couldn’t respond because I didn’t know how to face her. Even though Caroline advised me to tell her about it before it made the news in a few hours, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I didn’t want to hurt her again. I wasn’t sure how she felt about me but I was certain that she was going to be hurt if she knew the person involved. I had been lying to her for days. I mean, I had kept the information from her for days. We spoke almost every day since I left for California and I didn’t tell her about what was happening. But this time, I couldn’t bring myself to answer her calls because the news was getting out today. My father claimed he wanted to make a statement for the New Year's. Why didn’t he make such a statement with his own life? I let out an unbelievable scoff as I thought about everything that happened. Why couldn’t I stand up for my

Alexander Burke ~•~I was still inside the room when I heard a knock on the door. “It’s Caroline.” I heard my sister's voice echo from the other side of the door. “Come in! The door is unlocked.” I said and sat upright on the bed. Caroline had a concerned expression registered on her face as she pushed open the door and walked to the bed. “Did you tell her about it before it was released publicly?” I shook my head, regretting my decision. “No, I wanted to tell her but it was too late,” I muttered, rubbing the bridge of my nose as if it would relieve the stress. Caroline sighed. “Do you think she has seen it? Has she reached out to you?” I shrugged. “I have no idea. I turned off my phone.” “You know you can’t shut her out forever, right? You have to talk to her about it.” Caroline advised solemnly. “It’s better you do it now.”“I think I should wait a little bit, this isn’t the right…...” Caroline cut me off before I could even complete my sentence. “There is no right time for

Olivia ~•~I stood in the kitchen, staring at my phone, my eyes burning with unshed tears. Alexander claimed he’d be back in New York, first thing in the morning. And he’d stop by my house to talk to me. But all I could see were photos of him and Tricia, plastered across the internet - smiling and posing for the cameras as they arrived at the airport together.The headline screamed at their arrival, but it was the image of them at the side that made my stomach churn. I could feel the familiar sting of betrayal creeping into my chest again, twisting the knife deeper. He was supposed to be here, having a serious conversation with me, not having a photo-op with her. I let out an unbelievable scoff and dropped my phone on the counter. I wiped my eyes, angry at myself for caring too much. This wasn’t supposed to hurt like this. I had promised myself I wouldn’t let him get under my skin again. But I was angry and disappointed all over again. I needed to get past this. I needed to move

Olivia ~•~The roar of the jet ski engine drowned out everything else as I held the handlebars tighter, speeding across the waves. Maya clung to me, her laughter echoing as we flew over the water. “Wooooo!” Maya yelled, throwing her arms up as we hit another wave, water splashing in all directions. “This is insane!” I screamed over the roar of the engine, a wide grin plastered across my face. For the first time in ages, I felt alive, like nothing could touch me. “Faster!” Maya screamed, laughing as she wrapped her arms tighter around my waist. “Show me what you’ve got, Liv.” I smiled as I leaned forward, pushing the throttle harder. We cut through the waves, our hair flying widely in the wind. We zigzagged through the open sea, occasionally dodging boats and other jet skiers. Every turn felt exhilarating like it was a moment of pure escape. “Holy crap, this is the best!” Maya shouted as she laughed uncontrollably. I couldn’t stop grinning, the adrenaline coursing through my ve

Olivia ~•~“What’s wrong?” I asked Maya. “The purpose of this trip was to get away from them. But I guess that is impossible.” Maya complained as she slumped down on the couch. I understood her frustration but I was also curious to hear what Sandra wanted to talk to me about. It was unusual and unexpected and I couldn’t wait to hear what it was about. “I’m not letting her ruin the evening. I’ll call her after dinner.” I said but Maya wasn’t impressed by my words. If it was up to her, my phone would have been turned off until the end of the trip. “I just hope she doesn’t cause any problems that would make this trip short,” Maya grumbled. “By the way, our ride is here.” She added before standing up from the couch and making her way to the door.I silently trailed behind her and the walk to the car was awkwardly silent. But I couldn’t continue like that throughout the night, so I had to address the issue as we settled into the car. “Maya, I can’t control what other people do. It’s