Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Badass Wife Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Louisa: As we drove to school, I could feel the tension in the air. The kids were getting restless, and I could tell they were feeling nervous about their first day at a new school. I was also worried about it but Mrs Shannon – Melisa's mom assured me that everything would be fine. So that's just it.She never mentioned about Melisa. I wonder if they're having issues. She seemed so cold recently about her daughter. Her tone and expression makes me understand that she doesn't really give a shit about her daughters whereabouts.Ryan who was sitting in the backseat with the kids, tried to calm them down, but they were having none of it. I had offered to drive since I knew the destination and I wanted to get there as quickly as possible."We want Uncle Alex!" Jade wailed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Leave me, alone!" She squeezed her eyes in fury Oh good heavens. Not this. Why are they so used to their so-called superhero. "Yeah, we don't want to go to school with Mommy!" Jasper

Alex:I walked into Newton's place, greeted by the warm glow of the living room lights. Newton, my buddy, was sitting on the couch, sipping a beer and chatting with his girlfriend, Maryanne. She was laughing and smiling, her eyes sparkling with amusement.My mind flew to Louisa but I waved it off instantly. I had no right to even think of her. She was never mine and thinking about her, after everything I did to her,is downright cruel. I'm not that evil to visualize us together. I had no fúcking right!Newton invited me over and I hastily obliged having nothing to do then sulk and cry over my loss. Probably a drink here would be nice. It's been a while we've talked and he'll definitely laugh when he discovers things between Louisa and I had escalated sourly.I deserve such mockery. As I made my way into the room, I noticed that Maryanne was drinking wine with her friend, Tabitha. Tabitha was a striking woman with long, curly hair and piercing green eyes. She was staring at me with an

Alex:I felt like I was spinning in a never-ending carousel of incomprehension. The air knocked out of my lungs, my eyes popping out of their freaking sockets.Ryan is cheating on Louisa? It was unthinkable. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The guy who had been trying to win Louisa's heart and take her away from me was now kissing another girl in a dirty alley. What a dick.Should I be surprised? He's a playboy. He never changed– I see it now. He made it seem like he was so into her. He's a crazy psycho. I felt a wave of devastation wash over me. Poor Louisa. She had no idea what was going on. She thought Ryan was genuinely trying to be good husband but in reality, he was just playing her. He's just the same. I should've known.I stood a discreet distance, watching them with disgust. "So.. I heard you're getting married " the blonde girl spat with disdain, twining her arms round his neck.His hands found their way to her ass, gripping it. "yeah. I'm getting married." "What of

Melisa: I woke up with a start, my heart racing and my mind foggy. As I sat up and looked around, I realized with a jolt of horror that I was in on a disheveled bed. And he was lying next to me, fast asleep.Ryan fúcking Vegas! Oh goodness! It happened.We slept together. I was naked and when I spotted my bra and panties on the floor, lying carelessly, tears spilled out of ny eyes.Ryan turned immediately to face me with a smug smile. It appears he wasn't sleeping at all. I couldn't contain my dread. "Sweet, wasn't it?" He remarked, getting up slowly. "You're still very Sweet. I can't seem to let go of you." I could remember vividly of his wild thrusts, out skins slapping against each other. My mouth around his dick and... His face buried between my thighs. And I knew I wasn't drunk. I had let him. Why, Melisa, why? I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth as I tried to process what had happened. There was no vague memory of doing this, it was clear as a bell. I wasn't under the infl

Ivory: I took a deep breath as I stood by his door knocking. I know he didn't invite me but I just wanted to see him. Why is he pushing me away? Ryan's such a hottie. Even after our breakup in highschool,he reached out to me and convinced me to be fuck mates. It stopped when I traveled to France.I rapped my knuckles against the wood again, waiting for him to answer. But there was only silence. I knocked again, a little louder this time. Still, there was no response. I frowned, feeling a twinge of annoyance. Where was he?Just as I was about to give up and leave, the door finally opened. But it wasn't Ryan who stood before me - it was his maid."Can I help you?" she asked, her expression polite but distant."I'm here to see Ryan," I replied, trying to peer past her into the apartment.The maid's expression didn't change, but I detected a faint hint of evasiveness in her voice. "I'm afraid Mr. Ryan is not at home," she said.I raised an eyebrow, my eyes flicking to the driveway where