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

The Billionaire’s Ex-Wife (Her Ex-Husband’s Regret) Chapter 24

Kayden 

I slowly open my eyes the white lights of the hospital room blods me for a moment, but as I adjust my vision, I can hear the familiar beeping sounds of the machines around me. There is a dull ache that reverberates through my body, reminding, me why I was in the hospital in the first place. 

The last thing I remember is my car plunging into the sea, and how I removed my seatbelt so I can use my body to shield Cassic from the impact. We were hunky that the cliff wasn’t high, otherwise, I wouldn’t be in this hospital bed. I would be in the damn morgue drawer! Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Welcome back a soft voice interrupts my thoughts. I turn my head to see a nurse standing beside my bed. She has a bright, reassuring smile on her face 

“How long have I been out?” 

“About twelve hours she replies I try to move but I feel a sharp pain on my shoulder, as well as a dull pain around my rith 

“What did they they do to me 

“You have fractured ribs and tissue damage on your shoulder. Don’t worry. You will live.” 

Ha’ Speaking of living memories start to flood my brain, and I remember that I have been living the past decades in a lie. 

I close my eyes. The pain that gnaws my heart seems ten times more painful than the pain I feel for my injuries. 

I remember her now I was drawn to her unique eye color at first. That’s why in my hazy memory of that day in the lake. when I believed that my mother sent me a beautiful angel, I couldn’t remember what her eye color really was: When we were married, she frequently covered her eyes with contacts. And well, I didn’t really care that much. I was too busy blaming her for getting me stuck in an a marriage I didn’t want. 

Fuck! 

I was hell-bent on keeping my promise to Megan, when she wasn’t the one who saved my life in the first place. And all these years, the person whom I should be thankful for, the person I mide promises to was just right under my nose. And worse, I spent years ignoring her, hating her insulting her using her body for my pleasure! 

1 ball my hands into fists I would hit myself if this damn shoulder surgery would allow me to move! 

Ive been loving, appreciating and taking care of the wrong person! And I hurt the girl I vowed to love the most. 

How could fate be so cruel to me” 

Tears roll down from my eyes, as I reminisce the days that I was married to Cassie 

“Shall I arrange for a wedding planner?” My uncle’s secretary asked as soon as I agreed to marry Cassic. 

“Useless’ I don’t want a bag wedding. No one should know about this. It will be a private secret event. Make sure nobody knows that l’in marrying this scheming batch I turned around to leave and when I opened the door, I found Cassie standing there. Her teary eyes told me that she heard exactly what I said. But instead of apologizing, I just ignored her and 

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she realizes her place in my life, the better, I remember telling myself that day 

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On the day of our wedding in Vegas, she entered the small chapel wearing a short, off-shoulder, knee-length white dress. It’s a dazzling display of glitter and lace, shimmering with her every movement. 

1 admit, I was mesmerized by her beauty, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. 

Stop that!’ I scolded myself. “That’s the reason why you’re in this situation in the first place! Because you couldn’t resist her 

you laid beauty the moment 

eyes on her. 

And what should have been just a one-night-stand became my worst nightmare! I fell victim to this witch’s trap. 

“Do you, Kayden, accept this woman as your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in holy matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and health, in sorrow in joy to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live…” 

I felt the weight of each word that the priest mentioned. I paused for a while, repeating each word in my head, feeling the gravity of the promises behind it. I wondered again if I should plish through with this wedding. 

Think about your reputation! If shit hits the fan, you will lose your chance to become CEO of Steele Corp!” 

“Ahem!” I heard the priest clear his throat. 

I looked up at him. He was looking at me, expecting an answer. I turned to my side to steal a glance at my bride. Her face was red, and she looked like she was on the verge of tears. 

“Was she crying because this is embarrassing for her? Or did she really like me?” 

Er. w-would you like me to repeat?” the priest asked. 

“No need,” I muttered. “I do! I do! Let’s do this and get this over with!” 

When the priest said. “You may kiss the bride.” I saw her look up at me, forcing a smile on her face, trying to blink back the tears. I leaned forward, inching closer to her face. She closed her eyes, anticipating my kiss. But just as my lips were a mere inch away from hers, I slightly moved to the right, kissing her check instead. And before she had the time to react, I turned away from her and looked at our guests, which only comprised of my uncle’s secretary and her boyfriend. 

“Let’s party!” 

And party I did. I ignored her for most of the night. I couldn’t even remember when she left for our hotel room. And when I called it a night, I found her in the matrimonial suite of our hotel. I was so wasted, I couldn’t even remember if something happened between us on our wedding night. 

But one thing was for sure. Many things happened to us after that night. In bed…. in the shower… in the couch… Because even though I tried to convince myself that I hated her, I craved her like a drug. 

Tears roll down my cheeks, and I couldn’t stop it. 

She was just right before my eyes all this time! 

I have always felt indebted to that girl who saved my life many years ago, I always thought she was an angel, and event. though I was young, I fell in love with her that time in the lake. And I was sure that I wanted to marry her, protect her and take care of her for the rest of my life, in exchange for her saving mine. 

But what did I do instead? 

I’m suck a dick! I don’t deserve her! 

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And what’s worse? Despite all that I did to her, she was the epitome of a perfect wife! She cooked for me, she took care of my wardrobe, she attended to my needs! I had every reason to fall in love with her during our marriage. I think I did! I just chose to ignore my feelings. 

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ght that Megan was the girl I vowed to marry, and Cassie was the girl who was trying to take advantage of me. But in 

truth… it was the other way around! Cassie has always been the onet 

person, and I chose to hurt the one person I vowed to love! 

I have fought for the wrong p 

I divorced her the moment Megan came back to the country. When their house was burning, I chose to rescue Megan, leaving Cassie for my driver to carry. 

remorse take over my entire senses. 

Tears continue to roll down my cheeks, as re 

How do I fix this? How do I make up for every single thing that I did to her? How do I ask her for a chance? 

Slowly, I try to sit up from my bed, ignoring the dull pain from different parts of my body. 

“Hey, hey! What do you think you’re doing?” the nurse asks in panic. 

“I can’t stay here!” 1 mutter. 

“Unfortunately, that’s not your choice!” she scolds me. She reaches out for a button near my bed. “You cannot 

want to die?” 

Against the nurse’s advice, I removed the IV that’s connected to my body. 

“Without my wife in my life, I’m as good as dead!” 

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