บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire's Regret: It's Great to See You Again, Daddy!: บทที่ 221 - บทที่ 230

ALEXANDER'S POV Katherine wasn't at home when I finally dragged my half drunk self into the house and my heart skipped a bit when I also didn't see Franklin. No way... She couldn't have packed up and left, could she? Just because she found out that I kept something a secret from her. I ignored the throbbing headache in my head and the woozy feeling I had as I tried to grab onto the stair rails next to me. She can't… Kathie… Katherine can't do this to me. I was almost at the head of the stairs when Beth walked out of my room, she almost jumped in fear when she saw me and I found it strange that she looked so startled to see me. Or was she scared that I might accuse her of doing something in my bedroom?? “Mr Blake… I…” “It's okay, Beth. Where …. where's Katherine?” I struggled to stand straight and my lips felt too heavy to move. Gosh.. I shouldn't have drank this much. But then again, I had no other choice. I was stuck between being mad at my father and also tr

KATHERINE’S POV The moment the door closed behind Alex and Astra, something inside me shut down too. Not out of anger. Just exhaustion. I didn’t have the strength to process anything, not Astra’s sudden appearance, not Alex’s panic, not the heavy sadness in his voice when he tried to speak to me. And certainly not the way he looked like the world was ending when Astra whispered I’m pregnant. But Astra had already pulled me aside earlier. Already told me quietly, almost frantically: “It’s not his. I swear it’s not Alex’s baby. Please don’t think that. I just… needed to tell him before someone else did.” And for reasons I didn’t even understand, I believed her. Astra lies to the world, yes, but when she’s scared, her eyes give everything away. So no , I wasn’t worried about the baby. Or about her and Alex. That chapter between them was dead long ago and since she said it herself that she was three months gone, it was almost impossible to think that Alex was the father Thre

KATHERINE’S POV The knock came again, firmer this time, less like a request and more like a summons. My pulse stuttered. For a moment I just sat there, staring at the door, hoping it would disappear. I wasn’t ready for visitors, especially not ones who have absolutely no idea how much of a mess I was in right now. Since meeting with Alex's father, I've been in and out of a battle with myself, regretting my choice to come back and fight for what belongs to me. Especially since he refused to be a witness for me in court and prove that the will is truly original. I was still contemplating leaving the person hanging and not going out when the third knock snapped me out of my daze. “I’m coming…” I said under my breath, though I wasn’t sure I was. I pushed myself off the couch, every muscle stiff. When I opened the door, I found a man standing there, mid-fifties, a little grayer around the edges than the last time I saw him, but unmistakably familiar. David Hass. My mother’s former

KATHERINE'S POV My body felt it before I did… the impending tension, the fear…the angst of what was to come. Whenever I was extremely tensed or simply scared, I tend to have runny stomach and a throbbing headache. The symptoms were all there… except this time, it was worse than it had ever been. The sunlight streaked into the room just as I opened my eyes and sighed heavily, feeling the weight of my past worries since last night on my chest. Tuesday. Just like that we were already about to start the court case against Clara and Elizabeth for the battle of ownership of my mom's company and though I'd spent the past few days trying to convince myself that it would go well, I couldn't help but feel like this was just the calm before the storm. Clara has been unusually quiet and Elizabeth? Well, according to Hazel, she didn't show up at the company at all for two days and that can only mean one thing. They were planning something.. something sinister and I couldn't tell if it had s

KATHERINE'S POV It took everything within me to manage to maintain a straight face despite the turmoil my head was going through as I sat on the wooden chair next to my lawyer. The courtroom was quiet… I'd expected it'll be since this was the first hearing and most reporters aren't aware of the legal battle between me and Clara but I was still taken aback by the chilling silence. I could hear the murmurs between Clara, Elizabeth and their lawyers, my tensed breathing and the shuffling of papers by Hazel and Greta. As if she could sense that I was tense, Hazel reached out and gently squeezed my hand. “Don't worry, it'll go well,” She murmured and just as she was about to say something, the screeching of the chair against the floor sounded across the room and I turned to see the court clerk standing up. “Court's in session,” The almost too round man spoke loudly just as the judge walked in, “All arise!” We all stood up immediately. The judge walked in, draped in a long f