Mr Billionaires Regret Novels & Stories

For the first time in his life, Chris Newton was left with nothing left to control. And the worst part is- "He finally understood what his biggest regret had been." It wasn't losing Lilian. It was that he never noticed the monster he was beside until too late.

She'd opted to stay home with her mom to sort out some other things related to babies. Now that we'd signed the documents that would help keep our company afloat with the Palmerson, I felt a huge emptiness within. How had things gone from being happily married to the love of my life to being engaged to a woman I barely had any feelings for. A woman I regrettably had a one night stand and had gotten her pregnant with after finding out about Blair's infedility. “What's got you in a mood son?” My father asked as soon we got home.

This man had turned her life upside down, even if he hadn’t pressed the shutter himself. “I lost my job,” she said quietly. “My home. My fiancé.” At the mention of her fiancé, William’s body tightened. He briefly looked away, as if the word had struck him. “You shouldn’t have been placed in that situation,” he admitted, but lacked any genuine apology. No direct “I’m sorry.” Perhaps billionaires just didn’t know how to express remorse. Jane let out a shaky breath. At that moment, the kettle announced it was done, and Mira quietly excused herself, leaving them alone.

"Can I ask you something else? Something unrelated to any of this?" "Of course." "Do you regret it? Building the trust the way you did, in secret, for five years?" Vivienne considered the question honestly. "Some days. I regret that my children spent five years without knowing their father, and that the secrecy cost all of us time we can't get back. But I don't regret protecting them the only way I knew how, with the tools I actually had available. I think the difference between regret and wisdom is simply whether you learn something useful from the cost."

"The certificate. Now." Mark walked to the kitchen table, where a single, yellowing piece of paper sat next to a half-empty bottle of beer. He tapped his fingers on it. "You were always so smart, Carrie. Top of your class. The 'Miracle' of the residency program. But you forgot one tiny detail. You burned the copy I gave you in the club, but you never actually checked the courthouse records. And neither did I. Not until this morning, when I saw your face on the news and realized my 'ex' was suddenly a billionaire’s favorite toy."

Since then, only a few people had heard rumours of her struggling to raise a child as a single mother in a distant city, but today, here she was in New York, appearing before a large crowd in a stunning dress and challenging every known billionaire in the city. The moment Flora collected her gift, she waved it to the public, turning her gaze towards Debby and Richard while she smirked devilishly at them. Since the day Richard set his eyes on Flora at the restaurant, he hadn't been himself. And now that he had seen her again at the auction, the same feeling he had been fighting against for the past six years came back creeping in his mind and haunting him again—the feeling of guilt and regret

That is when I found out that I'm already three weeks pregnant with his child. I still remember the night when I asked him if he ever felt any love for me. Instead of answering my questions, he kissed me. I thought we made love, but I guess it didn't mean anything to him. Now that I think about it, maybe he only wanted to have one last taste before he moved on with another girl. What an *sshole. I can't believe I think of him so highly. A man like him, powerful and wealthy, respected and feared will regret that he ever crossed a woman like me. I'll make sure that he finds his downfall after I face mine.

He is the one responsible here. “I know, Ariel. I know that I have hurt you and I know it's not easy for you to forgive me. I regret that night, every day and night. I cry in secret when I am alone, questioning everything. Why did I do this to you? Why did I ask you to abort our child? All this time I blamed myself for the miscarriage and the thing I regret the most is that I left you for a bitch like Fiona and married her. She was with me just for the money, I should have listened to my parents and your warnings. She was nothing more than a gold digger and a year ago she came to the house with a guy in her arms and demanded a divorce, claiming that she never loved me, she loved my money.

"He had already left the hotel. Elliot had already left with Kyle. He said he was sorry to leave you, but what happened should never have happened. He regrets everything that took place between the two of you earlier." Regret. Out of all the things that Brit said to me, what sticks in my mind is Elliot's regretting everything that took place between us. And that thought broke me and shattered my heart again. I'm not really sure how I managed to dash past Brit and a couple of their men outside the suite while trying to maintain my courage and fortitude. I am a mafia princess, and I can't show them I am in pain.

The old billionaire's attitude became reverent and condescending. "Not really, I was just passing by here and accidentally witnessed a chase." Darryl said in a low voice. "I'm so sorry sir, it was my mistress who ran away. She messed everything up. You see, my head is still bleeding." As he spoke, the old billionaire held his head and grimaced, looking really hurt. "My mistress must have bothered you. Let me take her away."