All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET, CHASING AFTER ME : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

ZeldaI laughed, a warm, bubbling sound that filled the bathroom."Mr. Ferguson," I teased, wrapping my arms around his neck, "it's good to have this awareness. It deserves encouragement."I leaned in, kissing him softly, and he responded with a deeper, more passionate kiss. When we finally parted, I rested my head on his shoulder, my breath coming in soft, contented sighs."The wedding is the day after tomorrow," I said, a flicker of worry creeping into my voice. "And my pregnancy is showing now? I hope the wedding dress still fits. The bridal shop is delivering the dress tonight. You haven't even tried on your suit yet. Please come home early."The wedding was so close, just two days away. The last two weeks had been a whirlwind of rehearsals and preparations, a happy chaos that had kept me busy and distracted. But as the day drew nearer, a familiar unease settled in my stomach. Was this pre-wedding jitters?James, on the other hand, seemed perpetually busy, his attention divided be

ZeldaI clenched my hands, forcing myself to remain calm."He'll be here soon. Don't worry."I glanced at the two bodyguards flanking Hellen. They were James's men, placed there to prevent her from causing trouble. But she was his mother, and they couldn't physically restrain her for mere words."Madam, please proceed to the banquet hall," I said, my voice clear and firm.The bodyguards, taking their cue, stepped forward, subtly urging Hellen to move. She glared at me, her voice laced with venom."The guests are arriving, and you're still sitting here? Don't you know you're supposed to be greeting them?""I'll go now. Please, go in first," I replied, my tone indifferent.Hellen turned and stormed off, but Hilder lingered, her voice dripping with sarcasm."Three years of marriage, and now they decide to have a wedding? How ridiculous! Did my Brother agree because of the pregnancy? No wonder he's not here yet.""Hilder Ferguson, your mouth has been marinating in a toilet for years! It r

JamesI stood there, a statue carved from ice, my fists clenched so tightly the veins on the back of my hands bulged. I was a silent snow mountain, an avalanche brewing beneath the surface.The grand hotel lobby, usually bustling with life, was now eerily quiet. The crowd, a sea of faces, was hushed, the silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.After a long, agonizing moment, I moved. I bent down, picking up the torn piece of wedding dress, the silk crumpled in my fist. It was as if I could hold onto something, anything, this way.I turned slowly, my gaze sweeping across the room, settling on Aunt San's slightly swollen face. Then, I looked at Xavier, his expression heavy with guilt."How did she fall?" My voice was hoarse, barely a whisper.Xavier's Adam's apple bobbed, his face paling. He had been focused on protecting his mother, oblivious to Hellen's proximity to the stairs. He never imagined a simple struggle could lead to such a catastrophe.He opened his mouth to speak, b

JamesI stood there, my breathing heavy, watching the way Zelda looked at me—cold, distant like I was a stranger to her. My fists clenched and unclenched at my sides, my entire body tense as I fought the urge to shake some sense into her."Zee, you are in a very bad condition right now. What you need most is rest!" I forced my voice to be gentle, though my throat felt raw. "We can talk about other things later, okay?"I reached out, wanting—needing—to hold her, to feel that she was still mine. But she stepped back, her eyes flashing with impatience."Now that things have come to this, Mr. Ferguson doesn't think it's necessary for our marriage to continue, right?"Her words sliced through me.I barely hesitated. "Yes, it is necessary!"Because she loved me. I could see it now. And I—damn it, I loved her too. I had just never said it. Never admitted it. And now she wanted to walk away?No. I wouldn’t allow it.Something dark and desperate surged inside me. I took a step forward, reachin

JamesDamn it, she just collapsed. Zelda. Unconscious. In my arms. It felt…right. Too right. I had to get her out of here, back to my place, where I could take care of her.Just as I was about to shut the car door, Aunt San was there, her voice sharp, cutting through the haze of worry and…something else I couldn't quite name."James, what are you doing?"I didn't have time for this."Aunt, you have been tired today, go back and have a rest, we will solve our own problems."I didn't even look at her. I couldn't. All my attention was on Zelda, on the delicate curve of her cheek, the way her hand felt small and cold in mine. I gently shifted her, making sure she was comfortable.Aunt San's voice tightened. "James, don't you know Zee's temper? If you force her like this, you will regret it in the future!"Regret? I'd been living with regret for far too long. I finally looked up at her, really looked at her. My hand moved, almost of its own accord, stroking Zelda's hair. It was soft, like