All Chapters of Billionaire's Regret: It's Great to See You Again, Daddy!: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

AUTHOR'S POV "He finally agreed to leave," Henry said as he pushed the door to Franklin's room and walked in.Hazel was reading a story to Franklin and tilted her head up as he walked in, she tried hard not to look at the way his shirt stretched as he closed the door."He did? You're sure he's not lurking around Katherine like a cat on padded paws? Alex wouldn't leave that easily."He laughed and nodded."You're right. Alex normally wouldn't leave that easily but he was more exhausted than he would ever admit and I guess a little bit of push made him finally give in."He was dangerously close to her.That was what Hazel noticed as she raised her head to stare at him.Even the scent of his perfume was intoxicating...too powerful."Good. He needs that rest."It was difficult for her to look him in the eyes when his gaze on her was so overpowering and sent shivers down her spine..the good one."What about you?" His voice lowered and he rested his hand on the hospital bed, inadvertently

ALEXANDER'S POV The smell of coffee and muffins reached my nose as I pulled the blanket closer and wrapped my body. I rarely sleep in, almost never. Which was why when I finally came to my senses and forced my eyes open, I was surprised to see streaks of sunlight dancing around my room. It was morning! I turned my head to the alarm clock beside me and sprang up immediately, my head wobbly at the sudden movement. Ten in the morning??! How on earth was that possible?? My alarm clock usually woke me up at exactly five am so why didn't it ring?? I gently rubbed my eyes and winced in pain as my head throbbed like a war drum was beaten close to my ears. It was bad...worse than being hungover. A soft yawn escaped my lips just as the smell of croissants entered and filled my mouth. I suddenly sat straight and sniffed again. The entire room smelt like a bakery and coffee shop. This only happens if someone else was in the house with me! I pulled the blanket off and s

ALEXANDER'S POV I raced down the hallway, the gazes of the nurses, patients and their guardians didn't bother me as I had a more pressing issue on ground than to be concerned about how irrelevant individuals viewed me.I didn't stop until I caught sight of Nate walking out of a VIP room with two interns and some nurses."Nate!!" I yelled.He swiftly turned his head towards me, a familiar scowl moving across his face.I could see the look in his eyes, the words; "What now, Alex?" But I disregarded it."Nate," I panted heavily, my hands on knees as I tried to catch my breath.He seemed to have noticed the urgency of whatever it was I wanted to discuss with him because he immediately straightened, his look void of the judgment and annoyance."Did something happen to Katherine??"I tried to force the words out but what managed to escape my lips were pants and heavy breathing."Alex... what's wrong?" He handed over the chart he was holding to his assistant and immediately held my hand un

KATHERINE’S POVThe first thing I noticed wasn’t the light.It wasn’t the beeping machines, or even the faint pressure of hands around mine.It was the air.Thin, cold, sharp, like I’d swallowed ice and fire at the same time. My chest rose, painful and stiff, but it rose.For a moment, I thought I was dreaming again. That same endless dream where voices murmured but never touched me, where faces blurred into shadows, where I tried to scream but no sound came.But then a voice cut through, low, hoarse, and trembling in a way I’d never heard before.“I’m here.”Alexander.The dam inside me cracked. My lashes fluttered, and the world sharpened into focus, white ceilings, too-bright lights, and his face, raw with exhaustion. His eyes looked wild, rimmed with red as if he hadn’t slept for days.I wanted to tell him he looked terrible. I think I did. My throat burned, the words coming out like broken glass, but he laughed. A choked, cracked sound, the kind that told me he’d been breaking lo

ALEXANDER’S POVI didn’t sleep. I arranged my wakefulness like armor, methodical, impenetrable. The hospital hummed with the soft life of machines and the quieter life of people trying to forget they were breath away from chaos. I used that sound to keep my own panic at bay.Henry’s text sat in my phone like a promise. The cops calling it attempted murder made the world more navigable, procedures, suspects, forensics. Protocols that would flush out mistakes. Good. I’d use every rule in their playbook and every rule I’d broken in the past.First thing: control the information. Whoever had walked into the fire knew enough to be bold. They were careless or confident. Either way, they’d leave a thread. My job was to tug.I walked back into Katherine’s room. She looked smaller than she ever had, not because she was physically less, but because lungs and bruised skin make human bodies recede. I folded myself into the chair beside her and watched the rise and fall of her chest until the ne