All Chapters of Her Return, His Regret : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

***~~Knox~~***I step into the kitchen to help myself with a bottle of water.Keiko took a day off for family emergency. I'm home all by myself and it sucks especially when Jenaya won't talk to me.I pull the refrigerator and only to be greeted by Naya's cake.Mine rather.The one she baked for me that we never got to eat.I had Keiko store everything in the refrigerator, pending when she talks to me.And she will.It's honestly impressive how committed she is to ignoring me. She's been cooed up in her friends apartment for days now.Not that I can't storm there, throw her over my shoulder, bring her back here and fuck this anger out of her system.But I'm letting her have that one. I'm letting her think it's okay to not talk to me.It's not.And I don't intend to let it go either.I planned it all. Mom showing up, asking her over to dinner, it wasn't a coincidence and she doesn't have to know.But one thing is certain, she's going to end up under me today, one way or another. She'll

***~~Meghan~~***I never get to club often.But it's also my go-to when I'm pissed, stressed or simply bored.Those really happened, not when I'm always hunched over that desk, working.But right now I can't see beyond the cloud of anger.I feel sick. I feel stupid.I feel used.Played.By Freya. Jerome and….Hunter.Tony Caldwell has to be the only reason I'm still at Nexora. I had promised to wait until his son takes over the company.To make sure he understood the depth of how far his father had brought Nexora.But to my surprise, it was his daughter who took over temporarily.They were rumors that his son wanted nothing to do with Nexora.I choose not to buy that narrative.I stayed.But all that sacrifice just to find out I was being played.And Hunter?It was all a game for him.He wanted me just to get to Jerome.Tears prick at my eyes, blurring my vision.I toss my bag down, soak myself in a hot bath, throw a dress on and head out to a club.I might as well get wasted…anythin

***~~Knox~~***I watch as Jenaya pulls her chair back and stand, heading down the hall.Her movements are graceful as she walked, her hips swaying a little too much in that tiny dress.But I'm not the only one watching.Gavin is.And it makes me furious.So furious that I want to tear his eyes off her.I don't trust Gavin.Not with women.I've seen this play out before. A little handshake that bothers on too long. The constant eye contact, the smiles.But Jenaya is nothing like Daphne. I don't know why or how it happened. I trust her.I know for a fact that she's not another Daphne. She wouldn't leave me for my uncle.But that doesn't stop the ache I feel when I see him ogling her like that.Dissecting what's mine.I feel the burn rise up my neck.My jaw clenched, hard.I try to quiet the storm in my head, because it's the kind of chaos that would make me to head straight to that restroom and take Jenaya hard against the nearest wall.Let them all see who she belongs to.And I hones

***~~Jenaya~~***As soon as I step into the house, Knox pulls me into him in one swift motion, pinning me against the wall.My breath hitched.His eyes darkens, pinned at me with that intensity I'm all too familiar with.“Knox—”The word is barely out of my mouth when he claims my lips in a deep fiery kiss, stealing the breath from my lungs.My lips part, letting him in, letting him take whatever he wants.My whole body reacts before my mind can catch up— chest tightening, skin buzzing, knees too weak I'm afraid it might fold.Every inch of me loves to be touched by him.God.I don't know how he does this. I don't know how he managed to crawl his way into my head, my heart and my soul.Knox's hand moves to my neck, strong but not too strong to hurt me.He kisses me like it's his last.I can't breathe.And I don't want him to stop.His tongue moves into my mouth inch by inch, tasting every corner of it.I let him.By the time he pulls away, I'm breathless.His lips twitch. “I've been

***~~Meghan~~***“Meghan?” “Meghan?”I blink, turning to face Melissa.Her eyes narrow. “Are you okay?”“I'm fine,” I cut in.“You don't look fine to me,” she lets out, studying me. “You're overprinting and that's not you,”Shit.I tap on the printer and pull the extra copies out.It's been over a week since I found out I'm pregnant. It's been tough. I can't stomach anything and it feels tiring to not enjoy meals without feeling the need to projectile vomit.I don't know what to do.I'm not sure I can handle being a mom right now.Yet, I feel this guilt eating at me anytime I consider not keeping it. Still, I wasn't ready for all that.Last night I texted Delilah with a burner phone just so she stops worrying.I texted my mother too.I couldn't keep mute, it was selfish.But that's it.That's all I could. I don't trust my mother to keep her mouth shut, so I just don't say anything.If Hunter gets to know where I've been. It'll probably get complicated. I know the man. I've seen how