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Chapter 67

    The Billionaire’s Ex-Wife (Her Ex-Husband’s Regret) Chapter 67


    <b>Chapter </b><b>67</b>


    <b>Kayden</b><b>.</b>


    Lying <b>next </b>to <b>Cassie</b>, <b>I stare </b><b>at </b>the ceiling<b>, </b>unable to fall <b>asleep</b>. Time <b>is </b>ticking <b>away</b><b>, </b><b>our </b>stolen moments together <b>drawing </b><b>closer </b><b>to </b>an end. I hold <b>her </b>tighter<b>, </b>not wanting to <b>let </b>go.


    “That was <b>it</b><b>!</b><b>‘ </b><b>I </b><b>say </b><b>to </b><b>myself</b>. “That was my <b>‘</b>what if. I <b>have </b>always <b>been </b>asking <b>myself </b><b>that </b><b>question</b>. What if<b>… </b>what <b>if </b><b>I </b><b>had </b>been <b>a better </b>husband? What if I didn’t let <b>her </b><b>go</b>? What if Megan didn’t <b>lie </b><b>to </b>me? What <b>if I </b><b>just </b>followed <b>my </b>heart when <b>we </b><b>were </b>married?


    Cassie gave me a chance these past two <b>days </b>to <b>get </b>the <b>answer </b><b>to </b>my ‘what ifs. <b>I </b>got <b>a </b><b>taste </b>of what life might <b>have </b><b>been </b>like for us<b>… </b>and <b>it’s </b>fucking <b>perfect</b>!


    I know I only asked for these stolen moments, but now that I know how <b>it </b>would feel to be <b>with </b>her again<b>, </b>I don’t think <b>I </b><b>can </b>ever let it <b>go</b><b>.</b>


    <b>Now</b>, more than <b>ever, </b>I am convinced that I will do everything, <b>I </b>will stop at nothing… I’m going to win <b>back </b><b>Cassie</b>. Letting her <b>go </b>was the <b>biggest </b>mistake of my life. It is my <b>biggest </b><b>regret</b>, but I know <b>I </b>can still do something about <b>it</b>. <b>Cassie </b><b>still </b>feels something for me<b>. </b>She must still love me, or at the very <b>least</b><b>, </b>she’s still attracted to me. Otherwise<b>, </b>we would not be here right now, tangled in <b>sheets</b><b>, </bpletely spent by our lovemaking.


    <b>Cassie </b><b>stirs </b><b>beside </b>me<b>. </b>I watch her beautiful face in the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. Her <bshes </b>flutter gently against her ch*eks. I brush <b>a </b>strand of hair from her <b>face</b>, tucking it behind her <b>ear </b>as I <b>caress </b>her ch*ek with <b>the </b>back of my hand.


    She opens <b>her </b>eyes and looks directly into mine. Her l*ps curve into a smile<b>.</b>


    “You’re awake already,” she says.


    I shake my head. “I don’t think <b>I </b>slept at all.”


    She raises a quizzing brow at me. “Why?”


    I sigh, leaning forward so <b>I </b>can ki*s her l*ps. “Because I don’t want to waste any precious time with you by sleeping.”


    “Don’t be ridiculous.<b>” </b>She giggles.


    She looks past my shoulder and her eyes widen in surprise. “Oh my God! The storm is over!”


    Damn right, it <b>is</b><b>! </b>As if I need a reminder that this stolen piece of heaven is about to be finished.


    She pulls away from <b>me</b>, grabbing her robe from the floor.


    “Coffee<b>?</b><b>” </b>she <b>asks</b>.


    <b>As </b>she disappears to the kitchen, I remember again what she said about her life after our divorce.


    I’m positive that she didn’t mention having Ethan during her pregnancy.


    What happened there? Did they <b>meet </b>after our divorce<b>, </b>and had s*x, and then she only told him about Kaiter?


    I know that they knew each other when they were younger. He probably has always had a thing for her. So<b>, </b>why would <b>he </b>let her go after sleeping with <b>her</b>? I don’t know him well, but that does not sound logical to me.


    I nod.


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    I cannot shake off the feeling that I’m missing something.


    I grab my phone from the bedside <b>table </b>and scroll over to Maxwell’s number.


    I try <i>to </i><b>recall </b>that <i>day </i><b>that </b>Sullivan shoved a DNA <b>test </b>result in my <b>face</b><b>. </b><b>Back </b>then<b>, </b>my mind <b>was </b>focused only on the 99.99 figure<b>. </b><b>That </b>was all <b>that </b><b>mattered</b>.


    Shit! What <b>was </b>that <bb </bpany’s name again?


    Bio… new<b>…</b>


    <b>I </b><b>search </b><b>the </b>inte for the possibilities<b>, </b>and then <b>finally</b>, <b>I </b>got <b>lucky</b><b>.</b>


    Bio <b>Nouveau </b>Labs <b>New </b>York<b>. </b><b>I’m </b><b>sure </b><b>this </b><b>was </b>it. <b>The </b><b>logo </b>is <b>exactly </b>the same.


    I send Maxwell <b>a </b><b>text </b><b>message</b><b>:</b>


    ‘Ethan Sullivan <b>ordered </b><b>a </b>DNA test report at Bio Nouveau Labs in New <b>York</b>. It’s <b>a </b><b>paternity </b><b>test </b><b>between </b>him and Cassie’s son, Kai<b>. </b>Can you check it out? If the test <b>is </b>legit? I don’t <b>care </b><b>how </b>you do <b>it</b>. This <b>is </b>important but <b>I </b>want <b>you </b>to get a copy of this <b>test </b>and <b>validate </b><b>it</b>. I don’t care who you will


    <b>pay </b>to get this<b>.</b><b>‘</b>


    <b>‘</b>Copy<b>, </b><b>boss</b><b>, </b>Maxwell instantly <b>answers</b><b>.</b>


    I <b>grab </b>my clothes from the floor and dress up. <b>Then </b>I follow Cassie to the dining room.


    I find her standing in front of the kitchen counter sipping <b>coffee </b><b>while </b>watching the news. I walk up behind her, then I snake my arm around her waist and ki*s the exposed skin on her shoulder.


    <b>“</b>Good morning<b>, </b>love,” I whisper against <b>her </b><b>ear</b>.


    “Coffee?”


    “Good morning!” she beams <b>at </b>me. read


    I nod. She happily pours me <b>a </b>cup.


    All the more, I wish my future mornings will be like this. Easy. Comfortable<b>. </b>Blissful.


    I take a sip of the <b>coffee </b>and immediately, the unique <b>vor </b>hits me. It tastes a bit like cinnamon, with a vor of mint. I have no doubt that she created this from scratch.


    “Damn! This <b>coffee </b><b>is </b>delicious<b>!</b><b>”</b>


    “Thank you! My beef medallions were something you already had before, but this <b>is </b>something new I picked up along the way.”


    “Okay, so how <b>I </b>can go <b>back </b>to regr coffee again <b>after </b>this<b>?</b><b>” </b>I tease as I take another sip. I am not kidding, though. How <b>will </b>I <b>go </b>back to waking up alone after having this with her? If we weren’t making hot love first thing in the morning, we’re having a nice early morning coffee together.


    “The rain has stopped. The roads are passable now,” she says. I <i>try </i>to listen and look for hints that she’s feeling any regret at all that our time together <b>is </bing to an end. But her voice <b>is </b>steady, and her <b>face </b>is expressionless.


    “You know… this doesn’t have to be the end,” I say in a quiet voice.


    She gives me a rueful smile. “I need to go back to Kai. I can’t stay a day longer.”


    I shake my head. “That’s not what I meant.”


    “What do you mean then?”


    I put my cup down and then I pull her closer to me. “Us. This doesn’t have to be the end of us<b>. </b><b>I </b>mean… didn’t you <b>see </b>how happy we can be together? We can give our marriage another try, Cassie.”


    She sighs. “Kayden… we agreed that this would be the only time we have. You asked me for a chance… so, I can forgive you.” “And <b>have </b>you forgiven me?” I ask in a hopeful voice<b>.</b>


    She nods slowly. “But that does not mean I will just forget everything, leave everything behind and try again.”


    “Why not?” <b>I </b>can already feel thest rays of my hope fading away.


    “<b>It’s </b>tooplicated. After you…. <b>I </b>just don’t think I believe in marriage anymore. And besides<b>… </b>you don’t even have theplete freedom to be with me. We have too much <b>excess </b>baggage. There’s just too many things around us that will not <b>leave </b>us be<b>.”</b>


    “<b>Whatever </b>it <b>is</b><b>, </b><b>Cassie</b><b>… </b><b>I </b><b>will </b><b>take </b><b>care </b>of it<b>! </b><b>Just </b>please<b>…. </b><b>please </b>give me another chance<b>.</b>” <b>Tears </b>roll down my <b>ch*eks</b><b>. </b>I’m getting more and more desperate. I know that her saying yes, will be too <b>far</b>–fetched, but I’m giving it a shot anyway.


    “You asked me for that chance<b>, </b>Kayden. <b>This </b><b>was </b>it. This <b>was </b>the <b>two </b>days that I went against my better judgment and allowed <b>you </b>to have <b>it </b>your <b>way</b><b>, </b><b>even </b>though we both know <b>that </b>it’s wrong, and we’ll be hurting a lot of people around us<b>.”</b>


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    “And what<b>? </b>Is it <b>better </b>that <b>we </b><b>get </b>hurt <b>instead</b>?” <b>I </b><b>ask</b>. <b>“</b><b>Why </b><b>are </b>their feelings more important than ours<b>?</b><b>”</b>


    <b>Cassie </b>looks at me with a mixture of <b>sadness </b>and understanding in her eyes. She <b>reaches </b>out to gently wipe <b>away </b>my <b>tears</b>, her touch sending <b>shivers </b>down my spine.


    “Kayden<b>, </b>we need to do what’s right.”


    “But what <b>is </b>right, Cassie<b>? </b>Is it giving up on us before we even try again?” I plead, my voice cracking with emotion.


    “There’s too much at stake here. The whole world thinks that Megan is your fiancee. She’s pregnant with your child<b>. </b>If we continue this, it will ruin you and Steele Corp. Think about the other people who will be affected by this<b>.</b><b>”</b>


    “Damn if I care about them!” I curse under my breath.


    “Then think about me,” she says firmly. “Think how this news will ruin me. I am running my ownpany. And I have King’s Court. How will I look in front of the Board Members of King’s Court when they find out that I slept with you?”


    “But this isn’t the first time <b>we </b>have slept together! You were my wife! We have so


    “Yeah<b>, </b>but nobody knows that!” she argues.


    much history together.”


    She has a point! Now, I am cursing at myself for keeping our marriage a secret before.


    “Don’t get me wrong, Kayden. The past two days were… amazing.” Tears well up in her eyes. “Now, I know that you could be a wonderful husband.” Tears roll down her ch*eks. “But I can’t do this. This might also impact Kai. And we’re already going through a lot together. I can’t add any more pain or disappointment for him. I want to focus on his health and his future. I’m not thinking about myself anymore.”


    I have to understand this, even though it’s too damn painful. How can I win when her child is on the line?


    So, even though it’s heart–wrenching, I have to ept defeat. At least for now.


    I nod, wiping the tears on her che*ks with my thumbs. “Okay,” I say, feeling the burden of our impossible situation and the knowledge that no matter how fiercely I wish for it, some things just cannot go my way. “But please… can I ask more thing.”


    “What is it?”


    “Don’t marry Sullivan yet.”


    “I told you marriage is not my priority right now.”


    you


    for one


    “Good.” At least <b>I </b>find this a little reassuring. “I want you to wait for a little while, okay? Because I’m going to make things right for us. I’m going to fix things. I will remove all the obstacles in our way.”


    “Kayden…” she starts to argue, but I pull her into a hug.


    “Please…” I beg. “Time. That’s all I’m asking for from you. I just need a little time, and I will make everything all right. I promise that soon… I will shout out to the world that you’re the woman I’m in love with, that you are my wife and I promise you, no one will look down on you, or hurt you… both you and Kai. I will protect both of you.”


    “Kayden…” she pulls away from me. Tears continue to stream down her face.


    “Please, Cassie. Just a little bit of time. That’s all I’m asking.” I am crying too.


    Cassie heaves a sigh. She bites her lip, contemting what she will answer. A ray of hope springs anew inside me. I can see it in her eyes. She’s giving in to me.


    She opens her mouth to say something, but before she can utter a word, her phone rings.


    She grabs her phone from the countertop. I catch a glimpse of Sullivan’s name disyed on her screen.


    “Hello,” she answers the call.


    “Cassie!” I can hear Sullivan’s voice through the speakers. “Are you okay?”


    “Yes, Ethan. Everything is fine. I’m just at the hotel. I’m perfectly safe<b>.”</b>


    “That’s good. You can pack your stuff now. I’m about ten minutes away from the hotel<b>. </b>I’m picking you <b>up</b><b>.</b><b>”</b>


    <b>3/4</b>


    <b>Chapter </b><b>67</b>


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