All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: The Ex wife's Revenge.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Gasps erupted in the room.Tiny shards of the glass had cut my bare neck, making beads of crimson spill out of my skin."Mommy! Mommy!" Ruby cried out, tears rolling down her cheeks. Luckily my body served as a shield, and nothing got to her.She then turned to Russ—furious. "How dare you do that to Mommy!""Mommy is the one who started it! Besides, she doesn't even deserve to be called my Mommy!" He retorted.Rowan didn't say a word, he just stood there, staring at the cuts on my body.Elora also stared at the droplets of crimson that seemed to blend with my gown.A hint of amusement played on her lips. But just as quickly as it came, it vanished.I, on the other hand, stayed still, unable to do anything.My own flesh and blood, my six-year-old son, had thrown a glass at me all because of another woman."Why don't you leave I, Daddy, and Aunt Elora alone, Mommy?"I couldn't help but let out a light chuckle."Don't say that, Russ, that's not nice," Elora said as she dropped Russ on

I had stayed up all night, staring intensely at the clock as I waited. But Alessia still didn't come back with Ruby.I didn't think she was such a reckless mother. Who knew where she had slept last night?From what Theresa Dale told me when she called, Jessica was kicked out of the Dale mansion late at night.I let out a sigh as I headed for the bathroom for a shower.The last thing I wanted to think about was Alessia's drama.When I was done, I put on my clothes and headed downstairs."Daddy! Daddy!" Russ yelled the moment he saw me, jumping into my arms."Guess who stayed the whole night and didn't leave my side, and is now making breakfast," He said.I felt my heartbeat fasten. Without giving him an answer, I headed for the kitchen. A smile arched my lips as I realized what had happened.So she had come back, just that she didn't head for her room, instead she stayed in Russ's room.Walking into the kitchen, my brows furrowed as I saw who it was."You're finally awake!" Elora sq

They drive to Grandma’s estate felt longer than it should have, or maybe it was just me.By the time the gates of her estate opened , I had already convinced myself of two things: one, I had officially failed at everything I had set out to do; and two, Ruby deserved so much better than me.Ruby, on the other hand, was very excited to see grandma. “Mommy, look! It’s so big! And the flowers, oh, there’s so beautiful!” she said, pointing to the garden. I tried to smile for her sake, but heart kept pounding . She had no idea how close I’d come to breaking completely.The moment we stopped, Ruby unbuckled herself and practically ran out, running toward the wide porch.“Ruby, slow down!” I called, unbuckling my own seatbelt.Grandma was at the door, her arms spread ready to give her a hug. Ruby hugged her quickly and for a moment,it felt like nothing bad had ever touched our lives.“My sweet girl,” Grandma laughed, kissing Ruby’s cheeks, “you’ve grown taller since I last saw you! What ar

There was just something about Rowan Black, he didn’t just get angry, he destroyed entire rooms with it. Whenever I’d seen him lose control in the past, things broke. People broke. And now, I was the reason.Somewhere in that cold mansion, I could picture him storming each room, his voice stern, demanding answers no one could give.The staff trembling Elora stepping forward with her perfect, composed face, trying to calm him the way she always did, pretending her hands weren’t shaking.And Rowan, smashing something priceless just to hear it shatter.A vase. Maybe one of those old ones on the marble stools near the staircase. I’d walked past it so many times, and didn't dear touch it. I could see it now in my mind, his hand gripping it, then the loud sound of the vase against the wall.I knew him well enough to know the scene without needing witnesses.He wouldn’t cry. He wouldn’t beg. Rowan Black didn’t know how to grieve. He only knew how to claim.And to him, I was th

It was past midnight when I found it.Grandma’s mansion had gone quiet hours ago, the hallways silent.Ruby was asleep upstairs. The only light came from the lamp on my desk, shining on the journals I’d been looking through.My eyes were tired, my head aches, I was exhausted, but I couldn’t stop. Every page, every note in my mother’s handwriting felt like her voice guiding me.And then, there it was.A deed.One of her estates. It was located in the hills outside the city, the kind of property that would be worth millions today.It was a small villa, in her notes, it was described as her “retreat,” the place she went when she wanted quiet. But the deed itself… bore a different name.Not hers. Not mine.Richard Black.My heart dropped. I blinked , and read again, searching for an error, a loophole, anything that would make it false.But no, it was true.It was in Richard Black's name.The transfer had been recorded years ago, months after my mother’s death.My stomach sank. M