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

The Billionaire’s Ex-Wife (Her Ex-Husband’s Regret) Chapter 66

Chapter 66 

Kayden. 

Okay. So, how do I do this? How do I tell her that I have been in love with her my whole life, although, I just thought she was somebody else? 

No matter what I do, the truth remains heavy in my heart. The reason why I hurt us both, why we are not together right now is because of my own stupidity. 

I reach forward to cup her face with my palm. I shake my head. “I have been so stupid. You were just right before my eyes and yet I failed to see you. Instead of taking care of you, of loving you the way you deserved, I hurt you instead. I will regret that for the rest of my life.” 

She shakes her head. “Kayden… it’s all in the past now. We can gain absolutely nothing if we spend our lives regretting the things that we did and didn’t do. It’s best we just move on.” 

“Have you moved on?” I ask even though I am afraid that I will not like her answer. 

“You mean from our divorce?” she asks and I nod. “Well, it has been four years since then. If I didn’t move on, how could I go on with my life? I have a son who needs me to be at my best.” This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

I pour us both a glass of wine. “Do you mind if I ask what happened to you after our divorce? I… haven’t heard from you after the divorce.” 

“Huh! Why would you want to hear from me? I didn’t think you’d be interested. It’s not like you looked for me after the divorce.” 

Actually, I did look for her after the divorce. I checked her at father’s, and her father’s relatives. But nobody had seen her. I just knew that she left for New York when my private investigator had reported that she was on a flight manifest to La Guardia Airport. Back then, I told myself that we both should move on with our lives. As long as I know that she is safe, that should enough. 

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I was missing her over the years. I was just denying myself of this. I focused my energy on increasing Steele Corp’s revenue. I told myself that Megan is my future, so I should focus on her, even though, I knew from the start that something was wrong with the way I feel about Megan. My mind was telling me to love her. But my heart… my heart is yearning for Cassie all those times. 

I realize this now. And I know that losing Cassie will be the biggest mistake of my life. 

“Well… you left for New York exactly a week after you signed our divorce papers,” I tell her. 

Her eyes widen in surprise, as if she isn’t expecting me to know that. “Well, yeah. I did. I was planning to live in my mother’s house. But you know, that house went down in flames. One of my designs caught the attention of an interior design firm. They offered me a job. I packed whatever is left of my stuff and flew to New York.” 

“They must have given you a lucrative offer. I remember you didn’t take the divorce settlement money.” 

She shakes her head. “All throughout our marriage, you accused me of scheming to marry you for money. Taking that money would only prove you right.” I detect a sense of sadness in her voice. 

“But that was not my intention, love,” I say adamantly. “That money was supposed to give you a fresh start. It was the only thing I could do for all the troubles I’ve caused you.” 

“Back then, I thought you were trying to buy me with your money again. I wanted to show you that I can make it even without any help from you. New York gave me a new perspective, a chance to stand on my own feet and make something of myself.” 

“Well, you’ve done more than survive. Your accomplishments are incredible.” 

She smiles. “I found something that I’m good at. Plus, my biggest motivation was Kai. It was just the two of us for a long time. It was hard at first, but I kept myself focused.” She takes a sip of her wine. 

“Why didn’t you live with your father?” 

She sighs, her smile turns into a frown. “I haven’t been in good terms with my father in a long time. He wasn’t much of a father even when I was growing up. He often took Megan’s side. Sometimes, I felt like he treats Megan better than me, like she was his real child, instead of me. So, after the fire, I didn’t think of going back to him, or asking for his help.” 

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“You said that it was just you and Kai for a long time?” 1 ask. Her face lights up again at the mention of Kai’s name. 

She nods. “It was hard to raise a child alone, much more in a different city, where you don’t know a lot of people. But I had help. Lyn and her family were there for me from the day I moved in to New York. Then Ethan came. Then I started earning enough money to hire babysitters, and then later on a Nanny. My company then gave me freedom to do a lot of my work at home. Things became casier and casier.” 

It is a bittersweet feeling hearing Cassie’s journey after our divorce. The way she spoke about her struggles and triumphs with such grace and determination makes me see her in a new light. As she recounted the challenges she faced, a sense of admiration swelled within me, but I also feel regret for not being there to witness her transformation firsthand. 

After our dinner. I insist on washing the dishes. Just then, I hear a camera click sound. I turn around and find Cassie snapping a picture of me in front of the sink. 

“The paps will have a field day if they see this. The CEO of Steel Corp. washing the dishes? Who would have thought it will be possible?” 

“How will the press react to see me doing this for my wife?” I ask her, chuckling. 

She laughs, saying, “They would go crazy! They never would have guessed you were already married. And even less that you would be such a devoted husband.” 

As I turn back to face her, Cassie’s expression shifts slightly, a thoughtful look crossing her face. “You know, it’s moments like these that make me wonder… what could have been if things had turned out differently for us.” 

I try my hands with a towel. Then I step closer to her, pulling her into a hug. 

“I wonder that, too,” I say sadly. “And the past twenty–four hours have been bliss for me.” I spin her around, so she can face me. I tilt her chin up so I can look into her eyes. “Was it… good for you? Did I… somehow make you happy?” 

Tears well up in her eyes. She nods. “It was bliss for me, too.” A tear rolls down her ch*eks. I wipe it gently with my thumb. In a moment of overwhelming emotion, I lean in and press my lips to hers. 

I lead her to the bedroom. I make love to her slowly… passionately… pouring all my love into my ki*ses. 

Our bodies move in perfect harmony, each touch igniting a flame deep within us. With each ki*s, each whisper, I pour my soul into her, laying bare all my desires, fears, and vulnerabilities. I tore down all the walls I have built around my heart. I no longer have any qualms, no reservations. And when we reach climax together, I give her all my heart… and all my soul. 

“I love you,” I whisper against her skin. “I love you so damn much, Cassie!” 

“Kayden…” 

A few moments later, Cassie sleeps in my arms. I hold her close, as I listen to the soft sound of the rain outside, I repeat what she said to me about her life after the divorce. 

It must have been so hard for her. Struggling with her career and raising a kid alone. 

‘It was hard to raise raise a child alone in a different city…‘ I recall her say. ‘But I had help… Lyn and her family was there for me… Then Ethan came…” 

Somehow, something does not make sense there. 

Sullivan showed me a DNA test showing that Kai is his son. But now, Cassie is saying… 

If Kai is Sullivan’s son, how come Cassie said he came AFTER she had Kai?