The Billionaire's Ex-Wife (Her Ex-Husband's Regret)

The Billionaire’s Ex-Wife (Her Ex-Husband’s Regret) Chapter 44

Megan.

I pace the living room, my heart racing with worry and frustration. I stop in front of the window, gazing up at the massive. parking area of the Steele Mansion.

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It’s way past midnight. Every tick of the clock feels like a heavy drumbeat of anxiety in my ears.

I keep dialing his number. But at first, he just completely ignored my calls. Now, his phone is unatter didn’t use his driver. Tara has no idea where he went.

Could it be that he went to see Cassie?

That leech! If before, I didn’t have a strong hold of Kayden, now, with this baby, I dol Lam carrying Kayden’s first-born. This baby is going to be the heir of Steele Corp. He will inherit the Steele empire. And he is MINE! Gassic has nothing on me me

now.

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The memory of Myron and my stained underwear comes to my mind. I quickly shake it off.

“This is Kayden’s baby. Not Myron’s. There was no way I f*cked Myron that night!”

I wish I can remember everything, so I’ll know for sure. But nevertheless, I will never accept thi

was Myron’s! He’s

a Steele, too. But he’s poor compared to Kayden. I will not settle for anything less. And I will do whatever it taket Kayden.

Finally, the main doors open and I see Kayden being assisted by handsome guy I have never se

in my chest, my anxiety peaking at the sight of Kayden looking disheveled and out of sorts.

“What happened?” I ask.

“He drunk himself to oblivion,” the guy replies. “Literally.”

“He rarely gets drunk! What forced him to do this?”

The guy doesn’t answer. “Where is his room?” he asks instead.

“Upstairs.”

I lead the guy into Kayden’s room, as he half drags, half carries Hayden. He lays him down on the bed.

“This…” Kayden stammers. “I don’t sleep in this room! Get… get me out!”

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“What do you mean you don’t sleep here? This has always been your room!” I mutter. I turn to the guy. “I’ll take care of

him.”

“And you must be?”

He doesn’t know who I am? Who is he?

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“I should be asking your that question. Who are you and what are you doing with Kayden?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Let me introduce myself. I’m Adam Richards. Kayden’s old roommate, his college best friend, current confidant, and forever partner in crime.” He gives me a mischievous smile. “Since you do not fit the description of his ex- wife, then I am assuming you are Megan.”

“I thought you are his confidant. How come you don’t know me? I have a feeling I’m not going to like this guy.

He smirks. “Well, ain’t that a wonder.” I am not sure what he means by that. He turns towards the door. I am going to leave him in your able hands.”

And then he was gone.

The nerve of that guy!

And how come he knows about Cassie and he doesn’t know me?

“Cassie…”I hear Kayden moan. “Is that you?”

“Eccce! Dmn it!” I groan. I hate it that he’s calling Cassie in his sleep.

I turn to leave but then I feel him pull me back so I’m sitting on the bed beside him. I glare at hi

then he laughs.

“I’ve always liked it when you’re angry, love,” he says, “I may have acted cold or irritated every t but the truth is, I’ve always found it fascinating.”

on get angry,

she talking about me? Or about…

“And your eyes…” he says. “I’ve always found it stunning. I already thought they were the prettiest ever I’ve ever, but now… you tell me that you have different colored eyes? Da*n it! That’s even more amazing!”

F*ck! He’s not talking about me. He thinks I’m Cassie! Cassie has two different colored eyes, wh When we were growing up, I thought she was a witch.

booky!

I feel Kayden cup my cheeks between his palms. “Cassie..” he says. “Don’t ever cover your eyes pretty. Exactly like you.”

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Really? He finds Cassie’s eerie eyes pretty?

He leans forward and gives me a kiss. I welcome his kisses, though I know they aren’t meant for me. “Cassie… I’m sorry, love.”

He really thinks that I’m Cassie, d*mn it!

This is probably the first time that Kayden is baring his soul to me. But uck, he’s mistaken me for someone else. How pathetic am I?

“Cassie, I love you!” he says. “If… if you give me a chance, I will spend the rest of our lives making it up to you. I will erase all the bad memories I gave you in the past. I will be a better man for you and our children. hear the tears in his voice. He means every word he’s saying to Cassie.

I fish my phone out of my pocket. Without him noticing, I hit the record button.

“I love you,” Kayden continues. Tears rolling down his cheeks. “I promise that I will make you happy for the rest of our lives. I will not give you a reason to cry, except for tears of joy. I will be the best husband and a wonderful father to our children. Just please.. marry me. Choose me. Spend the rest of your life with me.”

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The look on his face is one of pure desperation and longing. It’s as if he’s pouring his heart out to the one woman he has ever loved. The heartbreak in his eyes is undeniable as he waits for a response. Cassie’s response. I am not Cassie but right now, Kayden doesn’t know that.

I take a deep breath and nod. “Yes, Kayden,” I say, “I love you, too. And I will always choose you. I’m p of my life with you and our baby! I love you.”

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I lean forward and kiss him passionately. He wraps his arms around me and kisses me with fevered I seize this moment. I push his coat off his body and unbutton his shirt.

“God, I missed this!” he whispers. “I thought I’d never get to hold you like this again.”

Then he kisses me again. The alcohol on his breath is strong, but the taste of his lips is ingoxicating. gentle as they explore my body, igniting a fire within me. I can feel the love and longing in every to suddenly, as if a switch had been turned off, Kayden stops. His movements become sluggish, and h heavy.

“Kayden? What’s wrong?” I ask.

I get no answer. With a heavy sigh, he slumps against me and passes out, his arms limp by his side

I struggle to hold him up for a moment before giving up and letting him fall onto the mattress. I steadily in sleep. I groan in frustration.

Seriously? I kiss him and instead of igniting desire within him, he falls asleep?

fight the urge to kick him in the gut.

I take my phone and play back the recording.

An idea pops in my head. I know that this confession is not for me. But I can own it. And Kayde me. If I can’t get him to marry me by his own will, then maybe his pride, honor and reputation turning his back on me.

I edit the voice recording, removing Cassie’s name. Then I compose a social media post saying, you a very good news! Finally! He popped the question and I said yes! It’s official! I’m going to be

Then I take off my clothes and slip under the blankets beside Kayden.

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The next morning. I open my eyes lazily to find Kayden quietly snoring beside me. I study his features. His long lashes, his flawless skin. He really is a beautiful man.

Slowly, he wakes up and finds himself staring back into my eyes.

“Good morning, darling,” I greet him happily, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from his face,

Kayden blinks a few times, his mind still seems foggy from the alcohol-induced slumber. He looks around the room, confusion evident in his eyes as he tries to piece together the events of the previous night.

“Where am I?” he asks.

“What? You don’t recognize your own bedroom?” I ask him in a teasing tone.

“I don’t sleep here. This is not..” then he trails off, as if realizing that he does not need to explain further.

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He suddenly bolts up from-hed, putting a distance between us.

“What happened last night?” he asks.

“What do you think happened between us?”

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He waves his hands in front of me. “I really can’t remember.” He bends to pick up his clothes from the f “You shouldn’t be here. I appreciate it if you can go.”

It seems like he’s looking for something but he cannot find it. He looks like his own bedroom is unfam that weird.

“What are you looking for?” I ask.

“My phone,” he replies.

“If it isn’t in your pocket then it’s not here.”

“You need to go, Megan,” he insists.

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“Is that how you’re going to treat me? Your fiancee, the mother of your unborn child?” I snap, sitting the bed.

“Fiancee?” he echoes.

“Yes! You confessed your feelings for me last night, and then you asked me to marry you. Don’t yo

of that?”

He raises a brow at me. “That’s impossible. You’re lying!”

I shake my head. “I am not!”

“I can’t possibly confess my feelings for you,” he snorts

did! And you promised to take care of me and our unborn child. If you don’t believe me

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“But you confession.

I play the recording of his love confession. Realization dawns on his face.

“Remember now?”

He presses the skin between his nose, as if he is having the worstnightmare of his life. “How… how did that happen. You must be mistaken.”

“But I’m not! Don’t tell me you confess your love to just any random woman?” I put a pout on my face, pretending to be hurt. “How could you deny this after everything that happened to us last night?”

“Look, Megan,” he says in a firm voice. “You may think that I confessed to you last night, but no. You’re mistaken. I was drunk out of my wits. I can’t even remember how I got here. I’m sorry but this is a mistake. I didn’t mean those words for you…. I…”

“You meant them for another woman? How can you be so mean, Kayden?” Tears roll down my cheeks. “What am I going to tell people now?”

“What do you mean tell people? We haven’t told anybody anything.”

“But I did.”

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His eyes widen in shock. “You did what?”

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“I did… what any woman would do after getting a proposal from the man he loves. I announced it on my social media pages. In fact, I couldn’t pull the right words, so I just reposted your recording.”

“You what?” he roars. “Take it down right now!”

I shake

dred thousand,

my head. “I can’t. Rule on this social media platform I posted to is if your post reached at least you can no longer delete it. And right now, your love confession and wedding proposal is at… five hundred thousand likes and counting.” I wave the phone in front of his face.

“What the f*ck did you do, Megan?” Kayden glares at me. His face looking like murder.

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