Mr Billionaires Regret Novels & Stories

“And I said yes because I was twenty-four and stupid and in love with a boy who never even learned my name in college. I thought if I just loved you hard enough, you’d wake up one day and see me.” Tears threatened to drop but I blinked them away, determined not to cry in front of him again. “But you never even tried to see me or even try to be nice to me, Sean. Not once.” “My lawyers will contact you tomorrow. You’ll have a house and some money.” He is such a heartless bastard.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Because how could I tell her the truth? That I was in love with the one man I’d spent weeks running from, and that signing those papers felt like closing the door on him forever. “But what if I regret this?” I asked, voice small, rubbing my temples like I could massage the doubt away. “It’s not like you have a choice!” Mia shot back, exasperation clear. “Won’t you regret it more if your aunt takes over the empire? The whole company? Everything your dad built? Won’t that be a thousand times worse?”

I kept telling myself it was the stress from work. I grabbed the briefcase with the folder and rushed out. Rain came down hard, soaking me as I caught bus after bus to reach his office. Adrian Cole was one of the richest men in Norchester. People respected him in public, but at home, his words cut me to pieces. The guards at the gate looked me over. “What’s she doing here again?” one muttered. “Her face could haunt your dreams,” the other said. I lowered my head and kept walking. The office went quiet the moment I walked in, dripping water onto the floor.

Just pure, icy indifference. A heavy, leaden unease settled deep into my joints. My toes curled inside my boat shoes, tapping anxiously against the floor. I spun the pen in my hand, twisting and rolling it, trying to channel the frantic energy vibrating through my body. Mr. Tega was a forty-year-old billionaire who literally had the world at his feet, yet he didn't give a single damn that his stunning, passionate wife had been waiting in his office for nearly half an hour. Right then, I understood exactly why she was searching for affection elsewhere. A wave of bitter regret washed over me for missing my chance earlier. She had touched me. Her hand lingering on mine had meant something.

“I think you’re just overthinking. Maybe he just wants to spend time with them before going back to New York. They have a life here and he just can’t ruin it and take them away.” Sophia had no idea the type of man Julian was. I sighed. “I wish it were what you thought.” “You’re their mom and he can’t just take them from you. Besides, he was the one who ruined your marriage and made you give up your old life.” “He’s a billionaire. He has the money and connections to do whatever he wants.” “It’s not always about money, Aria,” she tried to comfort me. Before I could speak, my phone started ringing. I ignored it because I already knew it was Julian.

He said quietly. I blinked. “I made the biggest mistake five years ago, and I have spent every day regretting it. I finally realized how stupid I was. You are the woman I love... the woman I should have been with all along. Staying with Tamara because I felt indebted to her was the biggest mistake of my life.” His voice softened. “I know I hurt you, and I can't change the past, but I want the chance to make up for everything I put you through.”

Meadow frowned: “Didn’t you tell him?” Ashley still shook her head. Meadow understood. “The thinking of people with money, ordinary people like us don’t understand. Ashley, have you regretted it?” Meadow had guessed something: “Ashley, I’ll tell you some bad news, Mr. Milan just called, he said he’ll be here soon. I’ll tell you some good news, you still have an hour to earn money.”

Someone then shouted that this was not a dream. It was a miracle! Meanwhile, the Middle East billionaire who had decided to give up at the last moment burst into regretful tears. He held his chest tightly and kept slapping himself, choking and chiding to himself, “You’re such a stingy man! Why are you so stingy?! What’s the point of keeping your money? What’s the use of it? You can’t even take it with you when you die!” Then, he covered his face with both hands and sobbed ugly tears.

Serena drew closer to her. Mabel let out a small chuckle which was rather ironic, "it's one thing to defend such a case in court and it's another to be against the kind of guys he stole from. They are fucking billionaires. I know I kept some of the money he kept lavishing to myself, but if I don't find a job soon, I might have nothing to live on soon." Serena shook her head and blew air from her mouth. The whole matter was bigger than she thought. She was exhausted from merely thinking about it. She could ask the name of the people, but what would she do with that exactly?

Megan said angrily, making it clear to him that she didn't want him in the manor at all. "And I regret that. Do you think, there is a day that passes by, that I don't regret betraying your dad? I regret that shit everyday." Bradford replied, and he sounded remorseful, his face was full of regret, and when Liam saw that he felt like Bradford was telling the truth. But little did he know that it was just an act from Bradford. "Yeah right, no one cares if you regret it or not." Megan replied seriously. She had evidence to prove that Bradford was up to no good as always.