All Chapters of Mr Billionaire's Regret: Chasing Back My Ex-wife : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

EthanMy fingers tremble slightly as I pulled out my phone and called my guards.“Get the car ready,” I ordered, my voice sharper than usual. “And make sure you get your guns with you. We are going out.”“Yes, boss. We would do that right away,” the guard replied before hanging up.I dropped the phone and reached into my drawer, pulling out two pistols. I handed one to Dave, who took it without saying a word, then tucked the other one at the back of my trousers. My mind was racing faster than the beating of my heart.It was getting dark. The sky was already dressed in deep blue shadows and according to Dave, the location was two hours away. That meant we had to move fast.“You ready?” I asked, slipping on my blackface cap.Dave gave a nod, his eyes focused as he checked the gun in his hand. “Ready.”We left my study room and headed to the garage. My men were already there, standing alert. Their faces tightened when they saw me like they could feel the storm inside me.“You four,” I p

EthanHis eyes burned with rage and madness as he raised his gun. I lifted mine but he was quick as he kicked my hand so hard the gun flew out of my grip and I crashed to the ground.Pain shot through my wrist but before I could move, he was standing over me, pointing the barrel of his gun right at my head.“This is the end of the road for you, Ethan,” he sneered, his lips curling into a sick smile. “Like I said… tonight, you die.”I could feel the heat of the barrel on my forehead, but I didn’t panic. I waited just for the right moment.“Not so fast,” I muttered.And with all my strength, I slammed my fist into his chest, sending him stumbling backward. The moment he hit the ground, I quickly stood up and delivered a hard punch to his stomach. He groaned in pain, cursing, but I didn’t stop. I hit him again and again, each blow fueled by every ounce of hatred I had buried in me.I rushed over and picked up my gun.This is it. I was going to end it but before I could pull the trigger,

EthanThe night felt endless as I stayed by Sonia’s side, watching her closely. Every now and then, she would stir, mumbling something I couldn’t understand, then drift back into sleep. Each time she moved, my heart raced. I informed the doctor about it and he explained that it was the medication and that her body was still adjusting, and still healing. But it didn’t make it any easier to watch her like that.I don't know how long I must have fallen asleep beside her. My head was resting on the edge of the bed, my fingers still laced with hers until I heard her voice.The voice was soft and weak but it was her.“Ethan…” She called weakly.My eyes snapped open. I lifted my head, blinking against the harsh hospital lights. “Sonia?” I said, my voice low and hopeful.She turned her head slightly and looked at me. Her eyes were clearer now. Her lips parted again. “Water… I want water.”Relief flooded me like a wave. “You’re awake,” I said, a smile tugging at my lips. I stood quickly and

SoniaI was confused when Ethan drove into a massive building I didn’t recognize.This wasn’t a restaurant. I stared out the window, my brows furrowed. What are we doing here? I had never seen this company before... it looked brand new, with bright banners, and fresh paint and decorators were still working inside.But what really caught my attention was how everyone greeted Ethan with familiarity and respect like this wasn’t his first visit here.I wanted to ask a hundred questions but I held them back. I simply got out of the car and followed him quietly, trying to make sense of everything.We went from the first floor to the second… then the third… the fourth… all the way to the fifth. The building was buzzing with activity. New employees, computers being set up, teams in meetings… I could tell this place was growing but still, Ethan said nothing.Finally, we stepped into a private elevator. He pressed the button for the sixth floor and I glanced at him but his face gave nothing aw

AlexI let out a long breath and dropped the phone on the table. My eyes shifted to my secretary, who was still scrolling through the ridiculous online praise.“Cancel all my appointments today,” I ordered."Alright, sir." He didn’t ask why as he just nodded and left the study room.I stood and headed to my room. I needed to freshen up before the storm arrived. And trust me when I say Celine is a storm, a bitter one at that.After my shower, I dragged myself to the dining table, barely touching the food in front of me. My appetite was gone, drowned by the bitterness rising in my chest.I was just pushing the plate away after taking a bite when my phone buzzed again.My heart thudded in my chest when I saw that it was my dad.He must have seen the news. Nothing ever escapes that old man. He probably already had five plans written up on how I failed and another ten on how I should fix it.I stared at the screen as it kept ringing, my fingers hovering above the phone but I didn’t answer.