Semua Bab THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET, CHASING AFTER ME : Bab 181 - Bab 190

My good mood vanished, replaced by a chilling premonition. Even though the number was unknown, I knew it was Susan. I frowned, ready to block it, but another photo arrived. Annoyed, I almost swiped it away, but my finger slipped, enlarging the image. My heart lurchedIt was a surreptitious shot, clearly taken on a plane. The man, only half his face visible, sat with a sleeping woman leaning against his shoulder. The woman’s face was obscured, but her long, thick, curly hair suggested youth and beauty. She was nestled against him, asleep, while he gazed at her with… tenderness.The picture was beautiful, and evocative. If the man wasn’t my husband, the man who’d promised to be home for lunch, I might have even called it romantic.My fingers went numb. I could feel the blood draining from my face as I swiped the photo away. Then, more texts from Susan:[You should recognize that this is James Ferguson's private plane. Idiot, this woman is the one he really brought back to the country an

ZeldaThe phone screen mocked me, a digital window into a reality I desperately didn't want to see.Susan's words, laced with venomous glee, echoed in my ears."Is that your husband?" As if she had any right to speak his name.My hands trembled, a mix of rage and a bone-deep dread. I couldn't answer. I wouldn't. Not with her watching, her eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction."Sister, are you afraid to answer it?" Her voice was a saccharine mockery.I snapped. The phone went dark, and the scalding coffee followed, a desperate, futile attempt to silence the truth she was trying to force down my throat."Zelda Liamson, you are mad!" She screamed, the hot liquid dripping down her face.Mad? I was beyond mad. I was unravelling."Don't be ungrateful and repay kindness with hatred!" She spat her words with a bitter, ironic twist.Kindness? Did she call this kindness? This tearing apart of my life, this shattering o

ZeldaThe sight of them, walking side by side, was a painful echo of the past. A chilling reminder of the wedding anniversary when I'd seen him with Susan. The same casual intimacy, the same dismissive air.A wave of nausea washed over me, a sickening blend of sadness and betrayal. My fingers trembled, the phone a cold, hard weight in my hand.I couldn't face him. Not yet. I slipped behind a nearby tree, a silent observer in my own life.He answered the call, his voice, deep and familiar, cutting through the silence."Why didn't you answer the phone just now?"No greeting, no endearment. Just a question, sharp and accusatory. Was it because Bai Luoqi was there? Was he afraid to address me properly in front of her?"James, where are you? Why didn't you come back at noon?" I asked, my voice strained.A desperate plea for honesty. If he could just tell me the truth, explain his relationship with Bai Luoqi, then maybe, just maybe,

ZeldaTiny sobs escaped me, a pathetic, leaking sound I couldn't contain. I pressed my fingers to my lips, trying to silence the tremors, but they wouldn't stop.He turned, his eyes widening as he saw my tears. Stunned, he pulled me into his arms."Why are you suddenly crying?"I couldn't speak. My throat was tight, choked with unspoken words, with the weight of everything I knew now.He remembered. He remembered the little girl who cried for him, even when he wouldn't cry for himself. A small, sad smile touched his lips. He pulled my hands away, kissed my wet cheek, and coaxed me,"Are you heartbroken? Is Queeny a little fool? The pain has healed a long time ago, and it doesn't hurt anymore. It's okay, it's not worth crying about."His gentle words, his familiar touch, almost broke me. I clenched my fists, fighting back the fresh wave of tears that threatened to overwhelm me."You're right," I managed, my voice trembling.

ZeldaHis voice, even through the phone, held a hint of surprise."You misunderstood, I just wanted to ask for clarification."Clarification? As if anything he said could change the fact that his mother had fed me… that. As if anything he said could erase the image of him rushing to Bai Luoqi’s side."Don't ask me," I said, my voice flat, devoid of emotion. "Whatever your mother says is what it is.""Zelda Liamson, don't get angry with me."A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "You're wrong," I said, the words laced with a cold, sharp edge."Women throw tantrums because they want to be coaxed. Is it useful to throw tantrums with you? Besides, only people who don't want to be separated will throw tantrums." If a woman truly intends to walk away, she won't waste her energy on anger. She'll simply… leave.I was about to end the call when a woman's voice, soft and gentle, drifted through the speaker."James, you haven't had time to eat breakfast since you came to the hospital, right? I asked t