Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Regret Symplyayisha

"What is happening Prithvi returned to main. And Nithya is there?. What if they had meet. Oh my god i dont know whats happening. Nithya cant withstand when she see her. One year back "Yes nani ! Dont you believe me. I am safety reached here and no worries please. ..... oh yes i wont reveal my name to anyone... ok are you fine now...... when did PSS broke promises. .... ok ok fine. I will call you later. " he cut the call and sighed.. Prithvi singh Singhania never dreamed that one day he will travel by a train after becoming a billionaire.. 3 piece suit was his costume but now like an ordinary boy with a jeans and shirt who came to another place for job.

“It just feels strange. Using it for this. For… us.” “It doesn’t feel strange to me,” Alexander said quietly. He reached across the table, his hand settling over hers, stopping her restless movements. His palm was warm, his touch deliberate. “It feels like exactly the kind of partner I should have had five years ago, if I hadn’t been a blind fool.” Sophia froze, her eyes flying to his. There was a raw, aching vulnerability in his gaze that she had never seen before—no corporate mask, no billionaire pride. Just regret, pure and bleeding.

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.

"How is it possible? Literally anything you want can be bought. Everything." His gaze found hers. "Not all." There was a sadness in his expression. A yearning for something she could not clearly recognize. the wave ran over her. Maybe he knew what it felt like to be abandoned like her. She moved her lips to say something - anything - to make him feel better, but nothing happened. Instead, she pursed her lips and nodded. They were silent for a moment before Sage waved. "We have to keep moving forward," he said. Irena nodded and followed. As she watched her flock move as he walked, her thoughts flashed through her mind. Could this billionaire sympathize with her? Here, he is given a plane for

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.

she said as she stabbed her banana split with a spoon. Aliyah just laughed. “Cheers to that, bestie! Leave it to the Lord. A baby is a blessing. And the donor is extremely handsome, so that’s fine. I still can’t believe you met again and that you still love him. And even more surprising—he’s apparently been a billionaire all along. He just pretended to be poor and worked as a tricycle driver.” She nodded.

“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.

she exclaims with a delighted smile. The last person I wanted to run into tonight was Mrs. Chelsea. “Where are you headed with that suitcase, dear?” She peers at me, her brow furrowing as she studies my face. After a pause, she lets out a small gasp. “Don’t tell me Nate chased you out of the house!” “What? No!” I laugh, a forced sound that even I don’t believe. “Why would you think that?” Mrs. Chelsea chuckles softly but doesn’t look convinced. “Oh, my mistake. It’s just that a billionaire’s wife, sitting all alone at an empty bus stop without any guards or even her own car well, it does make one wonder. But I’m glad I’m wrong.”

My eyes go wide as that word sparks straight into my head and this forces me to groan. I do not understand this. I think to myself, glaring hard at the thin air with all the anger in my veins, why the hell is this person doing this? "And the second option, well, if you can’t do that, you can as well come to a location which I am going to send to you right now with a sum of 30 billion dollars. I know you are much more than capable of accomplishing that, but if you can’t, you can ask your darling husband, or should I say ex-husband Vincent, to assist you with that. You have about a day to accomplish and make your choice. If none of this happens, we will kill your son."

Tia asked and Lyra stopped for a while before a sad smile played on her lips. She shook her head lightly. " I can't believe this.. I don't even have any money " She muttered pathetically. Tia let out a sad sigh. " It's fine... I will pay for our expenses " She said and Lyra raised her brows. " Do you have money? " " Yeah.. we just got our pay yesterday " Tia replied with a smile. " Thanks.. " She muttered, biting her lips embarrassedly. She's supposed to be a billionaire who has more than enough money and could get just anything she wants, but here she is.. not even a single penny on her.