All Chapters of Come Back To Me: Billionaire’s Regret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Shirley POVThree years after our breakup, the shadow of Connor Rogers had long faded from my life, until that afternoon, when our paths crossed again.It was nearly the end of the workday when Josh called. "Shirley, there's a problem with the exhibition setup. Can you swing by and check it out?"I grabbed my bag and car key. "You really know how to pick the timing. Is there overtime pay?" He laughed. "Double pay!" Then his tone turned serious. "I really owe you one."There were only two of us in the company. With Josh out of town, who else could go if not me? Two years ago, when I couldn't land a job and was days away from sleeping on the street, Josh took me in.The studio was broke, salaries were often delayed, but for the first time, I'd felt safe.I'd found a home.Thunder rumbled as I reached the exhibition hall. The rain had grown so heavy that my vision blurred into a curtain of water. "Shit! I forgot my umbrella." I cursed and sprinted into the downpour. Large drops of r

Shirley POVI instinctively pulled my handbag over my wrist, forcing a casual smile. "Oh, you know how it is. A woman can never have too much jewelry."The bracelet was one we'd designed together and had custom-made at a jeweler, back when we were still stupidly in love. Our initials were engraved on the inside.For reasons I couldn't explain, even during those bitter, hate-filled months after the breakup, I could never bring myself to throw it away.I wore it every single day.A soft rustle broke my thoughts, and the next thing I knew, his navy-blue suit jacket was draped over my shoulders. "This should keep you warm," he said, his voice as warm as the fabric.The familiar sensation made my chest tighten; tears pricked my eyes before I could stop them.I kept my gaze fixed on the window, peeled the jacket off, and shoved it back at him. "Take it. If I stain it, I can't afford to replace it," I said, my voice shaking from the cold.The jacket came right back over my shoulders. "St

Shirley POVThe Marketing Director, Mr. Gish, beamed as he introduced."Everyone, allow me to introduce our CEO, Mr. Rogers. It is an immense honor that he was able to take time out of his schedule to attend this review."A ripple of applause swept the room, and a few women immediately began whispering."Connor Rogers! I finally get to see him in person! He's gorgeous!""He's usually so low-profile, never appears in public. Guess you only see him if you work for Virex.""Look at that build. He's definitely hot in bed.""I think I need to apply for a job here, immediately."My heart seized up violently.Connor? The CEO of Virex Group?He had never mentioned the Virex Group to me.I only knew him as a man who worked for a small, busy company, someone often frustrated by the daily grind of business and interpersonal conflicts, a man who seemed to be going nowhere.Sometimes, he would hold me tight, staring vaguely into the distance as he asked, "Shirley, do you want lots and lots of money

Shirley POVConnor's words caught my breath in my throat. In my mind, a chaotic kaleidoscope of images spun wildly.The three years of agony exploded in my chest.I saw myself comforting my mother as the nurse zipped the body bag closed.I saw Vanessa's heel grinding into my belly as I pleaded with her to stop.I saw my baby, in the depths of that freezing winter night, sliding away from me onto the floor.The man who beat me, walking past me casually, cigarette smoke curling around his head.My life for the last three years had been consumed by this hatred.I had endured so much pain because of Connor.Our child had died tragically because of him.And now, he wanted me to be his contract lover?The sudden ring of my phone yanked me out of the suffocating torment.I instantly composed myself."Shirley, what's the situation?" Josh asked, urgency in his voice. "I'm about to take off. I'll be there soon. If we're scheduled later in the lineup, I'll still make it.""Josh, I've already fini

Connor POV:Three years ago, my father's kidney condition had worsened.He could barely manage the company anymore.And me? I had no intention of taking over.I wanted nothing to do with the endless power games between him and my two uncles.All I wanted was a quiet life—a simple job at the company, the comfort of a steady routine, and Shirley by my side.That was my idea of happiness.A life without chaos.A life without ambition.But one day, Father called me to his bedside.His face was pale.His voice rough from exhaustion as he spoke about the looming war for control.My uncles had begun circling like vultures.They rallied minor shareholders, plotted to overthrow him as chairman and CEO."Let them have it, then," I said, hands tucked casually in my pockets.I tried to sound indifferent, even though his sunken eyes made me uneasy.Father hadn't set foot in the company for months, confined to the hospital now.He survived only through expensive treatments and injections.A sharp th