Todos los capítulos de Mr Billionaire's Regret: Ex-wife Returns With His Triplets.: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

"No. I can't do this," I sat back, shaking my head slowly. My heartbeat rose, and it was no longer due to the booze. I had to get out before I did something I might regret."Something wrong?" With a surprise look on her face, her eyes squinting as if she could see through me. Her hand remained on my chest, and the longer it was there, the more difficult it was to concentrate."Nothing," I answered quickly, attempting to smile. "I have to go to the bathroom."I did not tarry waiting for her response. I rose and went to the lavatory. My legs trembled due to the beverage and nervousness. When I arrived, I switched on the faucet and splashed cold water on my face. The cold water awakened me, yet it could not calm the turmoil within me."Why are you behaving this way?" I shouted at myself. Hair was sticking to my face, and I stared at the redness in my eyes staring back at me. "You should be over Helen, you idiot! Not dating another woman! What are you doing?"I laid my hands on the sink a

Dan sat back in his chair, drumming his fingers on the tabletop as he inspected me closely. His sharp eyes pick up on every detail. "Why would Rose do this?" he asked, and I could sense the deep thought behind his tone.I tugged on my hair, frustrated, as I ran a hand through it. “Because it’s her,” I answered, shaking. “Only Rose would go to such drastic lengths to be able to track me wherever I am at all times. She’s totally losing it, Dan. And I’m so sick of her games.” I braced myself on the table, my hands balled into fists. “If it wasn’t for Henry, I’d have been long gone from her ages ago.”Dan held his hand up and spoke. He was calm, but his jaw was clenched. "Ashton, don't worry about this," he said gently yet firmly. "This is just a distraction. You understand, don't you?"I laughed, shaking my head. "This woman has been giving me such a hard time for so long! I am not going to let this slide now. She has crossed the line this time."Dan moved forward and placed his hands

I went into the café as if I needed to find someone. I looked under every table and around the room to catch a glimpse of her. Where did she go? As I took out my chair and sat down, I felt sad. It squeaked, and I cursed to myself in a low voice.Dan was sitting next to me and always looked so cool. He smiled softly at me, showing that he was used to this side of me. "Take it easy, Ashton. She'll be here.""What if she doesn't?" I pressed, holding the table. I was holding the table tightly because I was angry. "I don't have time to waste, Dan. Not today."She will come, he stated, his voice firm. He lifted his cup and took a sip, as if we were not sitting in the middle of a storm. "She cares about you too much to abandon you."I relaxed in my chair and ran my hand through my hair. The clinking cups and hushed talks in the coffee shop were too distracting and loud. I wished so hard that I could bang my hand on the table.This isn't a matter of how important it is, I said to myself quiet

I just got to the film set. Everyone was so happy and excited. They were talking fast, laughing, and rushing around. It seemed like Ashton’s company giving money to our project made everyone glad. But for me, I didn’t care. I knew all this was just to make me want him more.He’s serious, I could tell. He’s not joking about wanting me back. But no! I told myself I wouldn’t accept him. I kept saying that in my head.Even though deep down... I knew the truth. My heart was going out for him, and I felt it. I was walking out of my car when suddenly, Mr. Riley ran up to me.“Good morning, Miss Helen! You’re early today,” he said, catching his breath a little.I looked at him and smiled. “Good morning, Mr. Riley. Yeah, I wanted to get here early. I hate being late.”He nodded quickly. “That’s good. Your scenes will start soon. The director is waiting.”I sighed softly. “Oh, okay. Do you have my lines?”He reached into his clipboard and pulled out a paper. “Yes, here. You’ll be doing the sce

I completed my lines as fast as I could. I did not wish to, but I continued. As soon as the director told me I had finished with my part, I grabbed my bag and proceeded to the hospital. I had Ashton in my head.The hallways were quieter than I expected upon my arrival. Usually, his mom, Zrose, or one of his buddies would be making some noise. But today? Silence. It was strange. Too quiet.I approached the nurse station. "Excuse me," I asked quietly, "is Ashton alright?"The nurse I had spoken to earlier looked up and smiled slightly. "You can go in and see him now," she told me."Thank you," I said. I rushed into his wardroom with my head full of many thoughts. I opened the door and found Ashton on the bed, pale, with soft, weak breathing.I was sad to see that he was so weak. But the moment I entered, he opened his eyes."Hey, Helen," he said, his voice filled with excitement like a small child. "You came."I just folded my brow and took a step forward. "Why did you walk out of the ho