All Chapters of The Billionaire's Pitchers Regret: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21Martina’s POVI got home feeling completely exhausted. My whole body ached, and my legs felt heavy as I stepped out of the car. I never imagined this job would be this demanding. When I accepted it, I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but this? This was on another level entirely.It was already past 9 p.m., and I was just getting home. The day had been long—too long. I had followed Herrick to every single meeting he had scheduled, just like he told me earlier in the morning. From one location to another, with barely any time to rest or even breathe.I pushed the door open and stepped inside the house, dragging my feet slightly without even realizing it. My body language alone showed how tired I was.Immediately, I saw my mom sitting in the living room. The soft glow from the lamp beside her lit up her face. She looked up the moment she heard the door open.Of course… she was waiting for me.“Mom,” I called softly as I walked in.“You’re back, Martina?” she asked, her voice gentle b

Chapter 23Bruno’s POVI stepped into the house and was immediately greeted by a familiar presence.Miss Caterina stood near the entrance, just as she always did. She had been my grandfather’s housekeeper since I was a child. Over the years, she had become more than just a staff member to me. She was kind, patient, and always warm. I had grown fond of her without even realizing it.“Welcome, Sir Bruno,” she said with her usual gentle smile.“Thank you, Miss Caterina,” I replied. “How are you doing?”“I’m very well, sir,” she answered politely.I gave a small smile.Even though she had watched me grow up, she still addressed me with respect and formality. That was how things worked in this house. My grandfather believed strongly in hierarchy and discipline. To him, respect was not optional—it was expected.“Where is Grandfather?” I asked.“He should be in his study,” she replied.“Alright. Thank you,” I said before heading in that direction.The hallway felt the same as always—quiet an

Chapter 25Miranda’s POVIt was already 8 p.m., and I couldn’t wait for it to be 9 so I could finally leave this place.The loud music, the flashing lights, and the smell of alcohol filling the air were starting to get to me. Herrick and his friends were deep into their party, drinking like there was no tomorrow. Laughter echoed around them as they moved carelessly to the rhythm of the music.I sat quietly at a corner table, watching them.This side of Herrick wasn’t new to me. It was actually the first version of him I had met—the carefree, reckless man who enjoyed clubbing and late nights. But at the office, he was completely different. Calm. Focused. Strict, even.Sometimes I wondered how one person could switch personalities so easily.Or maybe… he never really changed. Maybe he just chose which version of himself to show depending on where he was.I leaned back slightly, folding my arms as I continued observing them. I didn’t belong here. That much was obvious. I was only here be

Chapter 27 Bruno’s POVMy eyes never left Martina’s face throughout the drive.I couldn’t stop staring at her.Even like this—with her head resting against the seat and her breathing slow and uneven—she was still as beautiful as ever. There was a calmness on her face I hadn’t seen in a long time.For a moment, it felt like I had gone back five years… back to when everything between us was still okay.Back to when she still smiled at me.The last five years had been nothing short of hell.Living without her wasn’t living at all. It was just surviving… dragging myself through each day while pretending everything was fine.I had missed her more than words could explain.Every single day.Every single night.There were times I almost gave in—moments when I wanted to go back to her, to tell her everything… to explain the truth. But every time, I stopped myself.I couldn’t let her carry the burden of my illness on top of her mother’s.Especially when I might not even survive it.I couldn’t

Chapter 29 IBruno’s POVI woke up today with an unusual excitement inside me.It felt strange… unfamiliar.For years, waking up had always felt heavy, like something was missing. But today was different. I felt light, almost at peace. I couldn’t remember the last time I had slept so well.Then I realized why.Martina.Even in my dreams, I saw her face. The way she looked last night, her soft breathing, the peaceful expression on her face while she slept—it all stayed with me.I let out a quiet breath and stared at the ceiling.I can’t believe I’ve missed her this much.The memories of our college days suddenly came rushing back. Those were the best times of my life. Back then, everything felt simple. Being with her felt natural, like I didn’t have to try so hard to be happy.And for the past five years… those memories were all I had left.I lived with them.Held on to them.Even when I tried to move on, I couldn’t.Seeing her again, being close to her last night after all these years