All Chapters of Ex-husband Regrets: I married a Billionaire Single-Dad: Chapter 221 - Chapter 225

"MR CARTER, ARE you still there?" The secretary called. "Mr Carter, are you still-"The ringing finally stopped in Jean's ears, but his vision was still blurry. He looked around the room, trying to focus his gaze on something, or someone but it wasn't working. He took in a deep breath and said in a somewhat steady voice, "What did you say? Say it again." He wanted to believe that he had heard wrong. He hoped that he had heard the wrong thing."I'm sorry, sir," the secretary said. "It is just what I heard when I began investigating why the payment was being declined. So i-""For God's sake!" Jean swore in French. "I do not give a rat's ass what you did. Just repeat what you said earlier."The secretary cleared his throat fearfully and said. "The doctor, Avery Quinn, is dead.""No, no, no..." Jean cried. He stood up from the table when he realized that he was starting to alarm Kelvin.Kelvin, Jean closed his eyes in pain and anguish as he thought of his son. How was he going to take th

EMILY SAT AT the beach, her toes sinking into the wet sand as she overlooked the horizon, watching the set of the deep golden sun. Her husband, Adam, sat beside her. He was lying in relaxation on the chair too, getting as tan as his dark skin would allow. As if he could feel Emily staring at him, he opened his eyes and looked up. A soft grin spread across his face. "Do you want to go in, Mrs Levrone?" He asked.It all still felt surreal to Emily. The fact that she was married was not something that she was getting used to, but Adam had made it a thing to call her by their surname, and it always made her smile. "Mrs Levrone..." she repeated under her breath. "I still have a hard time..."Adam got out of the chair easily for a man of his bulky size. He extended a hand and said, "Shall I go down on my knee and propose to you once more?" He asked. "Because i would."Emily grinned and shook her head. She slipped her hand into his hand and allowed herself to be pulled up and into his arms.

THE LEVRONE PRIVATE jet landed in the states almost 13 hours later.Fot Adam, it had been 12 long hours of checking in on Emily every 30 minutes to see if she was getting better, but she was not. Instead, she had run a very high temperature, which Adam tried his best to regulate by mopping her head and neck with cold water.From fever, she began vomiting and then slept restlessly, often shivering and waking up with beads kf sweat dotting her forehead.When the plane touched down, Adam breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He had already made calls to make sure there was a medical team waiting for them at the airport private hanger. "Welcome back home, sir," the pilot's voice blated through the speaker. "Please wait for the seatbelt sign to stop flashing before -"But Adam was already on his feet and carrying Emily down the aisle. "Open the fucking door!" He yelled to one of the airhostesses who immediately obeyed. He carried Emily down the stairs to meet with the ambulance and medical eme