All Chapters of She Returned with Genius Babies, He Regretted: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Third Person POVPortia was never the nervous kind.She’s the kind of person who can face an entire angry crowd and not flinch once.She’s the one who’s handled every single irate client or investor for Russell. The one who calms them down. The one who befriends them.The one who eventually gets them to bring out their money and invest.Prime Meridian wasn’t just Russell’s product—it was also a collection of her words, her patience, and her boldness.Yet this perfect picture of a powerful woman is nothing but a shaking little girl as the chauffeur approaches their home.Russell is home and she knows it. She can feel it in the air, like a flash of lightning. Even just looking at the door and the windows, she knows that he’s waiting for her inside.“Maybe we can go somewhere else,” she tells the chauffeur. “The mall, maybe. We can tell Russell that I’ve been out shopping. He won’t know any better, right? I mean, we can get some things and pass them off as—”“Madam, the Master puts a trac

Tristan’s POV“What?” I ask, and like an idiot, I immediately add, “I didn’t do shit. Why would he want to talk to me?”“Don’t know,” the officer says, rolling his eyes. “You do know that you will get in further trouble if you don’t come with me, right?”Further trouble?Then that means that I’m already in trouble.Fuck me.I thought I was careful. I haven’t even brought out the phone since I used it to call Elena. Did they find out about Benjamin? Did his men conclude that the best way to punish me is to hand me out to the warden, the one they surely bribe to get here?I’m not someone who’s easily scared, but perhaps for the first time since I got here, I’m afraid.“Move along,” the officer commands, grabbing me by the shoulders and leading me to down the hallway and further into the offices.For a while, I think about hitting him and running. But where would that take me? It’s not like this is an open field that would lead me to an exit.Instead, I just swallow hard and try to keep m

Tristan’s POV“You and Elena are broken up?” I splutter as soon as Alexander finishes his story.Alexander just rolls his eyes. “No need to sound fucking excited about it. Yes, we did break up. She told me to get out of her face, so I left. Now she won’t talk to me or let me fix things.”I bite my tongue to stop myself from telling him that it’s all his fault, and if there’s one thing I learned, it’s to leave Elena alone and just sit in my own mistakes. Even now, I’m not completely sure if she’s forgiven me yet.“But yeah,” Alexander huffs. “When I bring you to her, you’re gonna find a way to make her talk to me.”“I’m not sure if that’s the right approach,” I say as tactfully as I can. “I know that you and Elena are together now and you’ve been together for a while… but we were married for years. I lived a long time with her being upset with me after that marriage fell apart. The best way to deal with it is to let her come to you at her own time.”“Well, that didn’t work out for you,

Third Person POVWhen Elena saw Alexander with Tristan, she knew she was going in for a hell of a ride.So when Alexander pulled her into the study, she expected to hear every excuse under the sun.Only for the first words out of Alexander’s mouth to be, “I fucked up.”She doesn’t say anything. She waits.He’s always been arrogant. He was never the kind to admit his own mistakes.Alexander watches her, then he continues. “You’re mad at me. I get it. You can stay mad at me, and I won’t bother you again. But please listen to me right now.”“I’m listening,” Elena just says, surprised by his behavior.Has she been too harsh before?“Right.” He swallows hard like he’s scared. She hasn’t seen him like this before. “I should’ve told you that Portia was my ex. It matters. Of course it does. It hurts me when you work with Tristan closely. Or even the fact that he’s around us. I haven’t spoken to Portia in years, but she’s so much more deeply connected to your life and I should’ve been more ope

Third Person POVThe silence in the house is unbearable.Elena never quite understood the term hearing a pin drop, but now, she gets it. She can hear her own breathing, her own blood getting pumped into her system. It feels extra-concentrated in her ear, so much so that she doesn’t even hear Alexander’s footsteps as he pushes past everyone at the stairs.“Get out of my way!” he yells, not even sparing Grandpa Harold a glance.The old man is shocked to his core.He’s always rooted for Alexander. He thought that his laid-back, confident approach to everything would help Elena immensely.But he was wrong.Not only did it help, but it also didn’t exist.Alexander wasn’t laid back at all.Grandpa Harold and Uncle Marcus hurries up the stairs, looking for the children. But they were nowhere to be found. That is good, right? That means they didn’t get to see this mess…Or so they thought.Meanwhile, Elena is still catching her breath. It’s as though air has been knocked out of her lungs. Whe