The Billionaire’s Biggest Regret의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 6

I sat at the living room patiently waiting for when my husband would return home, Sean was arriving very late from work every now and then.I sighed and turned on my phone to check for any message from him but there was none and he hadn’t reply to the ones I sent too.I rested my head on the chair and closed my eyes. I don’t know how much time had passed when the front door opened with a clickHe entered still looking put together in a white dress shirt and black pants his jacket hanging on his arm.Our eyes met and I smiled at him but he didn’t return the gesture. Ive been waiting for him all night and he couldn’t even smile back at me.“Why are you back so late?” I said walking towards him to take his jacket from him but he walked pass me ignoring my attempt to help “Why are you still awake Claire?” He asked avoiding my question,and walking towards the stairs “I was waiting for you” i stated “I even made you your favorite” I added with excitement walking towards the stair closer

The dinner was apparently a celebration.Father had called it “a small family meal’ to welcome Julie home.”He hadn’t warned me. No one had. But then again, it was my fault, because as always I was expecting too much from my dad.I was already seated when they walked in together. Father, Stepmother, and Julie, looking amazing in a red sleek dress.For one heartbeat I thought I was seeing a ghost.Then Julie looked over at me, then smiled politely. If you were seeing us for the first time, you would think she liked me, and I understood.Father didn’t bother acknowledging me. He pulled out Julie’s old chair, the one directly across from mine, and said, “Sit, my dear. You’re finally where you belong.”Stepmother’s eyes flicked over me. I knew nothing good was going to come out of her mouth. “Claire, you’re not looking very good. Are you ill again?” Again.As though the night I was rushed to the hospital four months ago, bleeding and shaking, had been nothing more than a dramatic episode

Sean stood there, jaw clenched. The anger I had just shown him was a shocker to him. I had always been gentle and calm to him, so he probably wasn’t expecting all this from me. Something flickered in his eyes. Something that looked almost like shame. Good. He wasn’t the only one who was ashamed, because I was ashamed of myself for letting myself believe someone like him could be capable of loving me.I didn’t wait for him to speak. I turned my back on him, walked to the kitchen counter, picked up the plate, and dumped it all in the trash. Tears threatened to leave my eyes because I’d spent two hours preparing his favorite garlic butter steak, truffle mashed potatoes, the stupid little rosemary sprigs I’d arranged like I was still trying to win a man who had never been mine to begin with.One by one, I dropped every piece into the trash. “Claire…” His voice was quieter now. “Don’t,” I said without turning around. I couldn’t even hear his voice without being angry. “Don’t you dare sa