All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET, CHASING AFTER ME : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Zelda and James both looked down, lost in their own thoughts, as James’s grandmother sighed softly. “You children these days…” she began. “James, you have to understand that marriage is not sustained by just one person. Zelda can’t be the only one holding it together. It’s too heavy a burden, and sooner or later, it will either break her, or she’ll simply let it go.”She turned her gaze to Zelda, her expression warm and pleading. “Zelda, I want James to tell us both, here and now, if he’s ready to change his ways. If he is,” she continued, “I’ll ask you, my beautiful grandchild, to give your marriage another chance. He knows his mistakes….don’t you, James?”“Yes, Grandmother,” James said softly, his voice filled with a rare vulnerability. “I’ve learned my lesson.”“Then,” she said, looking back at Zelda, “please, give my grandson one more chance. I promise it will haunt you if you walk away without trying one last time.”Zelda’s eyes flicked between James and his grandmother. She was

"James, what did you do to this poor young lady again?" the grandmother asked, unable to keep her thoughts to herself any longer."Nothing, Grandma. We’re fine," James replied, taking Zelda's hand in his and resting it on the table for everyone to see.Zelda's first instinct was to pull her hand away, but, sensing the eyes around the table, she let it stay, suppressing her frustration."You are very lucky to have Zelda as your wife," the grandmother continued, her voice firm but filled with warmth. "I hope you know that, James, and that you cherish her. Because if you lose her, I don’t know what will become of you.""I know that, Grandma," James said, his voice lowering with a hint of acknowledgement.But Helen, unable to hold back, interjected, "What’s so special about Zelda? She should be grateful James even married her. There are countless women who’d love to be in her position. She’s the lucky one here, and honestly, she isn’t even close to James’s level."The grandmother's eyes n

Zelda stood frozen, unable to read or fully comprehend the scene unfolding before her. Susan was on the floor, clutching her stomach, tears streaming down her face as she looked up at Zelda with an accusatory glare. It was as if Zelda had committed some unforgivable sin, but all she had done was give Susan a reality check—a sharp slap that seemed to have shattered Susan’s carefully crafted illusion.And there was James, kneeling beside Susan, setting down the breakfast he had apparently brought for her. He held her protectively in his arms, his voice soft as he asked her how she was feeling, if she was alright. Zelda felt a surge of pain twist in her chest as she watched them. The warmth in his voice, the concern in his eyes, she hadn’t seen that side of James in so long, and certainly not directed at her.Finally, James looked up at Zelda, his eyes blazing with fury.“What have you done? What did you do to her?” he demanded, his words sharp and accusatory.Zelda held her ground, unsh

The boardroom lingered in whispers, with several members trying to rationalize what they’d just witnessed."I'm sure someone’s playing a trick on Mr. Ferguson," one man muttered. "Even if he had those issues, he’d never rely on fraudulent sources. He has the money for the best, most discreet treatment."Another agreed, “Yes, yes, exactly.” But Charles sat back with a smirk, clearly entertained.James’s jaw clenched as he tried to shake off the embarrassment, steeling himself to continue. "Back to the presentation," he said, resuming as if nothing had happened.The room’s silence finally lifted, and they returned their focus to the work, though James’s fury simmered just out of sight. As soon as the meeting ended, he was the first out of the room, striding swiftly down the hall toward his office. He hoped to make it back without further interruptions, but Charles quickly caught up, matching his pace.Charles Ting, a tall, good-looking man with a sharp, self-assured grin, walked alongsi

Zelda’s patience had reached its breaking point. As she walked down the road, James’s car crawled along behind her, and each slow roll of the wheels fueled her irritation until it simmered into fury. She stopped abruptly, turning to face the car, and the car stopped as well.Locking eyes with Cheng through the window, she saw him quickly avert his gaze. She tried to see James through the window but she couldn't, although she could almost imagine his smile right now.Without a second thought, she strode toward the car, threw open the back door, and glared at him. James gave her a smug smile, as if certain she was finally submitting, finally returning to him.Zelda looked down, her eyes landing on the red velvet cake sitting neatly on his lap. She wasn’t about to climb in next to him. Instead, she grabbed the box, yanked it out of his hands, and stepped back.She glanced at the cake, then back at James. He turned away, staring straight ahead as if nothing was amiss. But Zelda had other