All Chapters of My Ex-Fiancé's Regret: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Genevieve rubbed her temples as soon as Jamie and Lucy were out of sight. The tension in the room had been palpable, and she needed a moment to collect herself. She noticed Lucy was about to say something, but she raised her hand to stop her.Walking to her desk, Genevieve leaned against it, trying to clear her mind after everything that had just happened. She took a deep breath, her thoughts swirling with frustration and exhaustion."Lucy," she began, her tone firm but kind, "you were assigned as my assistant, but I’ve always treated you like a sister. I appreciate how much you care about me, but I need to set boundaries when it comes to my love life. Please stay out of it and enough about Jamie."Lucy sighed and stepped closer, her expression a mix of concern and guilt. "I’m sorry, Gennie. I just want you to be happy. I thought Jamie was sincere, but it seems he’s so obsessed with you that he can’t even control himself."Genevieve shook her head, her frustration evident. "It’s fine.

“Gennie or a new client, who would you trust?” Lucy asked, her voice calm but probing.“Did you just say a new client?” Genevieve replied, her tone sharp.“He’s a shareholder, which automatically makes him a board member. Once everything is finalized, he’s going to be your boss. So, if I were any of you, I’d behave myself and control my temper,” Lucy said, trying to reason with her.“That’s the point,” Genevieve shot back, her frustration evident.“What?” Mr. Philips frowned, clearly confused by the tension in the room.“I think he’s up to no good. He’s here to destroy everything,” Genevieve said, her voice firm.“What do you mean, ‘destroy everything’? Do you even know who Alex Woods is? Do you know how many businesses he controls worldwide? You might want to Google his net worth since you’re all making him out to be some kind of gold digger,” Mr. Philips retorted, his tone defensive.“For heaven’s sake, this man runs successful businesses that are known worldwide. The other board me

Alex leaned against the wall, his jaw tight as if trying to swallow the frustration burning in his chest. It was almost laughable, back home, no one dared speak to him without a careful choice of words, let alone look him directly in the eye. But here? He was just another man, easily dismissed and disrespected. Every encounter, every cold glance, reminded him of how far he had fallen. All because of Genevieve.He let out a slow breath, stuffing his hands into his pockets as if the gesture could somehow hold in his growing anger. Without a second thought, he pushed open the door to her office.Lucy was mid-conversation with Gennie, but the moment he stepped inside, their words dissolved into silence."I will see you later," Lucy said, gathering a file from Gennie's desk and brushing past Alex with a hard, pointed stare as she exited.Once they were alone, Alex tilted his head, his lips tugging into a half-smile. "You wanted to see me?"Genevieve didn’t return the smile. Instead, she mo

Alex had always prided himself on being a man who could handle anything life threw at him. But as he stood in the lobby of the office building, his confidence wavered for the first time in years. His heart pounded in his chest, and his palms felt clammy as he gripped the strap of his briefcase. He had come here to meet Genevieve, the woman who had once been the center of his world, but now he wasn’t sure what to expect. The past had a way of resurfacing when you least expected it, and today felt like one of those days.He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves, and stepped into the elevator. As the doors closed, he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirrored walls. His tie was perfectly knotted, his suit immaculate, but his eyes betrayed the turmoil brewing inside him. He had rehearsed what he would say to Genevieve a hundred times, but now that he was here, the words felt hollow. How do you face someone you once loved, someone you thought you’d never see again?The el

After what felt like an eternity, Alex finally reached the hotel where he was staying. The moment he stepped into the presidential suite, he locked the door behind him and made a beeline for the bar. Without hesitation, he grabbed a glass and poured himself a generous amount of whiskey. Still standing, he took a few quick sips, the burn of the alcohol doing little to calm the storm raging inside him.He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his recent calls, stopping at his best friend Greg’s number. He hit the dial and put the phone on speaker, setting it down on the counter.Greg answered almost immediately. “I was just thinking about you,” he said, his tone light but curious.“Why?” Alex asked, his voice low and tense.“Because I haven’t heard from you as soon as I expected. Please don’t tell me you’ve done something insane.”Alex hesitated, then muttered, “Thank you.”Greg groaned. “You’ve messed up, haven’t you?”Silence.“Christ, Alex! After all the warnings I gave you!”“I’