Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Badass Wife Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Louisa:"She's mine!" Alex snarled, his eyes blazing with a fierce, primal intensity. I was completely horrified. I didn't expect such outburst from him at all. I finally understood that he wasn't calm at all, he was simmering, trying to act cool. And I wasn't angry with him. Rowan deserved it! What an asshole! Gosh, if Alex didn't punch him in the face, I'd have done the honors. "I'm not yours, Alex!" I shot back, trying to keep my voice steady despite the growing relief in my chest.Alex's face twisted into a dark, possessive scowl. "You'll always be mine, Louisa," he growled. "Because I'm the only one who can make you feel alive... and I'll kill anyone who tries to take that away from me."I wanted to smirk but I gaped, my heart thundering. I took roo unsteady steps away from him and turned to help Rowan. I tried to look as contrite and sad as possible.Rowan's eyes flashed with anger, and for a moment, I thought he was going to throw a punch at Alex. But then, he seemed to rein

Louisa:THE PRESENT...All those unwanted memories of the past, of the ill-treatment ravaged my soul, slicing my heart painfully. It reminded me of the hurt I felt as a new, naive, simple bride, taking a new role as a wife of a billionaire. It was disheartening that I couldn't evoke a simple love from any of them.Till I got divorced, none of them respected me! Now they're here to– do what? Apologize? They should get ready to rot in hell.My mind went to the triumphant smile on their faces as I was being thrown out of the house, three freaking painful years. And now they're here with all humility? Fake humility, that's for sure. I wasn't going to believe any of their silly antics. I can't be fooled easily. Yolanda is a bitter bitch with not a single remorseful bone in her body; Lena is pure evil.This is not happening. I turned to leave when Lena's voice stopped me. "I know what we've done to you, Louisa and we're so sorry. We regret everything. I know I wasn't a good mother-in-la

General:"Couldn't you keep your mouth shut!!" Lena dragged Yolanda upstairs. "What is wrong with you!""He had no right to mock me of my marriage!!" Yolanda shot back. "That was so inconsiderate of him!""You had it coming. What's your business with them? Couldn't you just shut up!!" Lena fumed, glaring at her daughter. "You're 23 but you're still a kid. It's so annoying. I almost got their trust."Yolanda nearly laughed. She wasn't even close!Lena started pacing. Why did she add fuel to the fire? She had everything planned out, how she's going to finally kill Louisa. She still despised her! The day Alex refused her pick– a dashing celebrity– and presented that timid, silly looking girl from nowhere, her happiness crumbled.She couldn't smile anymore.But there's no use lying – that timid girl is something else. She's so attractive in a bold way. She exudes an intimidating aura now. She's way dashing than she was. It seems like life treated her well. She was expecting something trag

Louisa:The authorities already arrived, taking her body away. The syringe with the poison was taken as evidence too. A bottle was found in her cupboard. I was devastated. My mind was conjuring up fatal scenarios if that syringe penetrated me.This felt so.. untrue. It's expected – she's always been cruel– but I was convinced she was genuinely contrite and wanted her son back. I had no idea she lured me out here to– to kill me. Lena wanted me dead. One shot and I am gone! I couldn't believe it. It was crazy. I know she never liked me, but I didn't know she despised me so much to kill. To murder me and tear me away from my kids – just like how my parents were consumed by the accident. No way!I thought about Alex and sighed heavily. I wonder how he's dealing with this whole shit. My heart really melted as I watched the intense pain etched on his face as he struggled to call the authorities. I felt so bad for him. He didn't like his mom, but he doesn't entirely hate her. "You're happ

Louisa: I could never believe, even in a million years, I'll sleep with my ex husband. It sounded improbable, made me sick in the guts. But here I was, sweaty, swollen breasts and a throbbing sensation in my legs. I squinted painfully when my eyes caught my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't look at myself just yet.I sat in the darkness, my back against the cold wall as I hugged my knees to my chest. The city outside my window was alive and buzzing, but I felt numb, disconnected from the world. Alex was asleep soundly, after everything we did. "How did I end up here?" I whispered to myself, the words barely audible over the sound of my own ragged breathing.I thought back to the divorce, the messy and painful end to a marriage that had once been full of promise. I had sworn to myself that I would never go back to him, that I would never again subject myself to his cruelty and indifference.And yet...here I was. I had slept with my ex-husband, had willingly gone back to him despi