All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Regret, His Ex-Wife’s Revenge: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21 Sophie Clarke •••It was 3 p.m. the following day already, we agreed to have dinner that day but I wasn’t feeling up to it. I was having second thoughts. I wanted to come up with some excuse and say I had to leave but he knew I wasn’t leaving for two days. Maybe I could say I had an urgent meeting to attend to in California or my daughter was sick. I was the one who came up with the thought of having dinner again, so I couldn’t back out. I just had to go even though I felt like it was a mistake. He said he was going to pick me up. Well, that seemed too serious. I could use a cab but he refused. He was going to arrive by 6 p.m. so I started getting ready. Because I knew myself, I would take the whole time to get ready. Especially to decide on an outfit. He arrived at the hotel and called me. I walked out of the lobby, and he was parked right by the entrance and leaning against the car. He straightened when he saw me. His expression was warm and soft. “You look beau

Chapter 23Sophie Clarke•••I rolled my suitcase across the airport terminal. My flight back to California was in forty minutes. I exhaled, excited to be going back home, to my daughter, and never run into Alex again. Just as I stepped into the queue for boarding, my phone vibrated. Unknown number. I answered the call. “Hello.” Alex’s voice echoed from the other end of the line.My breath hitched. I frowned and answered sharply. “How did you get my number?” “That doesn’t matter right now, please just hear me out.” He sounded desperate. “Please, Sophie.”I clicked my tongue. “You’re stalking me now? Answer me. How did you get my number?” Before he could even respond, I added. “As a matter of fact don’t call me again.”The loudspeaker from the airport was announcing final calls from passengers, which Alex heard. “You’re going back?” He asked. I exhaled sharply. “Don’t call me again.”“Sophie… wait, please just listen to…”I ended the call before he could finish and silenced m

Chapter 25Alexander Cole •••I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I had a daughter all along. I was restless as fuck. I was pissed, not at Sophie, but at myself. I was even more pissed at the fact that Ethan knew about my child and not me. Hearing it from him destroyed something inside me.I kept replaying the scene from five years ago when I chased her out, when I refused to believe her, treated her like shit, wishing I could undo it all. I was pacing aimlessly around the house, I couldn’t keep calm. I mean, no one would be able to rest after finding out about a child. I’ve always wanted children. Even though I made life a living hell for Sophie. I wanted children, but not with her. But now I needed her even more. Yes, I had started developing feelings for Sophie. It was unusual but I did. I couldn’t even claim any right over my child, our child. I know I was at fault. All I needed to do was plead, try to win her back, or give me a chance to know my baby. I

Chapter 27 Sophie Clarke ••• I wasn’t ready to answer that question. Not with everything going on. I was thinking of what to say to her but I was out of options. “Mummy… mummy…” her little voice and tap snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to her, with a forced smile on my lips. “Hmm…” “Mom, can you hear me?” She asked again. My eyes closed briefly then I opened them again. “Yes, I can hear you, baby.” “Where’s my daddy?” She asked softly. For years I had rehearsed answers in my head, explanations, gentle truths, or maybe half-truths, but none of them felt right at that moment. Not with Mia pressed against me and her eyes searching mine for answers. I didn’t know what to say. “Uhm… I…” I began, then stopped. Mia looked at me in desperate need of an answer. “Mom, why are you not saying anything?” Her question was innocent and curious, not accusing. “Yes,” I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, you do.” “Oh, I have a father.” Her f

Chapter 29Sophie Clarke•••“Fuck no!” I exclaimed in annoyance when I ripped the zip of my dress. It was already late. I had a meeting scheduled with Ethan and I had just spoiled the zipper of my gown. I stood in front of the mirror, my hands on my waist, and exhaled sharply. My phone kept buzzing with messages and calls from my assistant. I sighed. Then I picked up my phone. It was a text message from Ethan.[What’s keeping you so long? Are you trying to avoid me?]I scoffed. “Avoid you?” I whispered to myself.I mean… it was time for business, I had to put all our differences aside. He wasn’t that important that I would avoid him when my business was involved.He was probably thinking too highly of himself. I picked up a black corporate gown, it was simple. I put it on and quickly arranged my hair. In no time, I arrived at the office. My assistant came running, stretching out his hand to take my bag from me. When I got into my office, Ethan was already seated. I rolled my