The Billionaire’s Regret
Chapter 213 –

Ivy bit her lips, silencing herself not to cry even more after she take him home in his unit. She closed the door of his room and hid herself from crying. She knew that he was sober when he told him everything. "When you able to forgive me... you can come to me, baby..." Wyatt told her, huskily. "I will take care of you this time.... even if I am far from you."

He was still crying and confessing what he feels.

"I know, you're there... even if you don't want to listen to me nor see me, Ivy..." his voice is cracked. "Damn, I still love you... I love you so much and you are the only woman that I couldn't be able to stop chasing." "Even if means I mistreated you as a wife, I hope you forgive me; I hope you could believe that I love you so much, Ivy..."

Ivy bit her lip and waited for Wyatt's words again but he didn't talk either. She couldn't hear anything from his room. He became silent.

A few moments later, she could hear him talking with someone else. Probably his secretary or butler.

"I'll just let her at peace, Jimmy..." She heard him say.

She couldn't hear more but she couldn't stop crying anymore. Before she could even move away from the door, she heard his voice saying something that made her heart pain again.

"The important goal for me now is that I'll get her back in my arms again..." Wyatt said. "I will take care of her this time and I am so unsuccessful when I couldn't have her anymore. I am willing to take her harsh words, coldness, and punishment and I want to earn her trust again. I am willing to struggle to win her heart again..." He added.

Ivy doesn't want to hear his words anymore. She ran towards the bathroom in the kitchen and locked the door. Knowing that she was still in his unit and that she was hurting now.

She cried in there, bursting out her emotions. When she recovered from crying, a knock on the door came in.

It's already dawn... no. It was morning already. And she didn't get a sleep.

"Ivy... open the door, are you okay?" Wyatt's voice lingers in her ears.

She sighed heavily. She washed up her face so he wouldn't be able to notice her eye bags. After that, she opened the door and Wyatt is the only one she could see. "A-Are you okay? Y-You didn't sleep?" he asked, regret flashes on his face.

He walked towards her and carried her like a bride. "I'll let you rest. Rest here in my place... you're safe in my arms..." he mumbled softly.

Even if he has a throbbing head, he takes good care of her. He laid her down on his bed and cover her with a blanket.

"Sleep, baby," he mumbled as he caressed her cheeks. "I could see that you don't have enough sleep. I'm sorry, I caused you trouble last night..." he added.

Ivy didn't make a move due to her sleepiness. She was exhausted from crying. She closed her eyes. She could still feel Wyatt beside her. He was watching her.

She could feel awkward but she didn't give a damn. A few moments later, Ivy can feel his hands, stroking her hair.

"I love you, Ivy... and I will always will."

Suddenly, her heart beat fast. She could hear him confessing. And she could sense it in his voice that he regretted everything he had done.

"I'm sorry, love... I'm sorry for hurting you before... I'm sorry for all the things I've done to you. I realized when you're gone... I was in love with you and I am always in love with you." He confessed, exhaustedly.

She was silent. She waited for him to talk again.

"When you are not in my arms, I felt like my world breaks down. The whole me break down. If they didn't tell me about you... leaving..." he trailed off. "I wouldn't be able to stand on my own... you know, you are my world, Ivy. You are the only Universe that I couldn't let slip on me."

Wyatt heaved a sigh while stroking her hair. He kissed her temple and gently planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I regret everything, Ivy..." his voice cracked. "If you only knew how wasted I am... I am wasted and devastated when you left. And I decided to come up with a plan to get you back in my arms. Again."

Ivy was just silent. She pretended that she was asleep but deep inside her, she was listening to him

She was listening to every word he was saying. And a part of her believes him and a part of her does not.

"You know what's the most important to me right now?" he questioned.

She didn't respond.

He laughed. "It's... you, Ivy." He mumbled. "My important goal now is to have you back in my arms. You are my everything. My company, my money, my reputation... that's not what matters anymore to me. It's only you, Ivy. You are the only matters to me now." He admitted.

As of the moment, Ivy moved a little. Wyatt encircled his arms on her waist. He hugged her tight and in that embrace, Ivy could feel that he was so sincere now.

"If only... if only I wasn't a jerk," he cried. "We're both happy now for our married life," he added with so much sincerity in his voice.

Wyatt was so regretful of the things he had done to her. His voice, his eyes shout it all. That he regretted hurting her from the very beginning. He knew that this will happen and he knew that fate would play with him.

"Just what I said, if you don't want to forgive me, I'm willing to accept and do everything. If you want me dead, just to forgive me, I swear..." he paused for a moment and gulped. "I want you to do it just so you could have revenge on what I did to you..." he added, sadly.

Ivy moved again. There was a little tear in her eyes that fill in her cheeks but she turned her back on him so she would wipe it off. She doesn't want him dead. She doesn't want him to do that.

"But you know when I think about it? About me... dead?" Wyatt said. "... it breaks my heart the most that if I die, you will suffer. What if I die, I won't be able to see your beauty... your smile, and everything about you..." Wyatt's voice is cracked. That he was afraid that he might commit something which makes her painful even more.

"I love you with all my heart, baby..." he whispered.

Ivy was crying silently. Good thing that her head is on the pillow but Wyatt noticed her shoulders, shaking. And it means that she's crying.

Wyatt let her face him. He was so eager to stare at her and wiped her tears away.

"W-Wyatt... stop. I don't want you to see me cry!" she hissed.

But then, slowly, Wyatt came in right in front of her and she didn't move either. Wyatt's face shows sincerity and cried too.

"Baby, listen to me..." he mumbled.

He cupped her face and wiped off her tears away.

"Wyatt..."

He smiled inside of his head.

"Hush, love," he calmed her down. "I'll be here. I will always be here. With you. As your lawful husband. I promise I will marry you again and this time it would be life everlasting, baby..." he said, promising to her.

At that moment, Ivy forgives him. She thought that he deserve a second chance. That he deserves to be loved too. To be happy even if he did something wrong in the past.

They were okay but then, Ivy did give him a condition.

"First, I want to take this slow, Wyatt." She said to him.

Wyatt just nodded his head and just completely stared at her. He didn't leave his eyes on her as she already forgives him.

"What?" Ivy raised a brow. "Are you going to completely stare at me like that?"

Wyatt sits properly. Both of his hands were on his lap and bit his lower lip.

"N-No..." he shook his head like he was a lamb goat. "I... I just wanted to listen to you. It's amusing, you know?"

Ivy knitted her forehead. "Thus, I am amusing?" she asked then.

Wyatt nodded his head immediately. He was so eager to listen to her even if she was scolding him for staring at her.

"I want you to do the laundry, and wash the dishes for staying in my unit for a month," Ivy added her condition. "What else, baby?"

Ivy clears her throat and looks away. "I want you to clean this unit. I don't want to see any dirt around. Clean the unit every day." Wyatt was just smiling. He was really amused by her condition. He knew that he will do that later on so, he decided to agree.

"List down your conditions, baby," he mumbled. "So I will make sure that when you're not around it's completely done," he added.

Even though he doesn't know how to do her conditions, he has Jimmy. He will just ask him though.

"Why? Are you already tired of my voice?" she questioned him, annoyed.

"U-Uh... n-no! Not that, baby. I mean, I just want that to print it out so I wouldn't forget it." He answered. "You know, I don't want to forget everything you say to me." Ivy wasn't convinced yet.

"Is that so? Or you are just really getting older now?" She teased him.

Wyatt knitted his forehead and then walked towards her. He was walking sexily and she was just staring at her, gulping and even biting her lower lip. "W-What are you... doing?"

Wyatt smirked. "Your saying that I am old now, baby? We can still make a baby..." he said which makes her blush.

She rolled her eyes at him.

"Shut up, Wyatt. Stop teasing me!" she hissed, annoyed.

Wyatt chuckled, huskily.

"You're the one who did the teasing first," he fired back.

Ivy pushed his chest away from her. She then fixed her sit and raised a brow at him. She was so eager to punch his face but then, she restrained herself.

"If only I could punch your face," she mumbled, bravely.

Wyatt chuckled. "What? What will you do?" he challenged. "Punch me? I don't care, baby. Slap me? I don't care at all too. You can do anything to me and I am willing to catch it for you, you know?" he said with arrogance.

Ivy couldn't stop herself to touch his face and move closer to the side of his lips. He plastered a smirk and then he thinks that she will kiss him but he was wrong, Ivy laughed and then move away from him. "You think, I will kiss you?" she laughed. "That's a no-"

He cut her off with a kiss on the lips. He kissed her without even her permission. It was a passionate kiss. Ivy was stunned but then, when he deepened the kiss, she responded to it and it makes him smirk even more.

His tongue twirled inside her mouth and even nipped her tongue. She couldn't even stop herself from kissing him back.

Wyatt's hands traveled down to her waist and pinch it. He was stroking her waist while she was being aggressive and giving in. She doesn't know what to do since his kisses were intense. She tilted her head as she give him access to her neck.

His kisses were longing. Desire and lust were visible in it. Wyatt was so aggressive that he already tear her dress. She snapped because of it and didn't give a damn if he was massaging her butt face.

"W-Wyatt... it's... stop..." she moaned when he sucked her skin.

Wyatt just laughed. "No... I can't stop now, baby..." he whispered, huskily.

"Damn, you... Wyatt!" she hissed, almost moaning his name.

It's Sunday today, no work, no important business to attend to. In just a week, she believed his words again. She was weak with his words and now she's not going to let him break her heart again. She will do everything to make him stay, to make him in love with her. "What, baby? I am just giving you what you need," he let out a small chuckle.

She braced herself to him, encircled her arms on his nape as she pressed herself even more to his body. She could feel something in her wetness. It was throbbing and in need of attention.

"F-Fuck, Wyatt..." she cursed, moaning.

Wyatt moves his lips down to her chest. His other hand is playing with her mounds and he was giving her so much pleasure with the use of it.

Ivy doesn't know what to do but moans with his every touch. She could feel her wetness, it was in need.

"Wyatt, please..." she pleads.

Wyatt smirk. He nipped her bud, twirling his tongue on it as he massage her mounds. He couldn't get enough of her. He wanted to pleasure her so much. With his tongue, lips, and even his fingers. Most especially with his big d*ck.

Ivy was resisting him but she was blushing with his touch. They're on the sofa and they are eating each other.

"Please what, baby?" Wyatt questioned.

"I want you..."

Wyatt smirked. He pulled away from her and stared at her. Assuring that she was true to her words.

"A-Are you sure about this? I mean, I won't force you..." he mumbled so sincerely.

Ivy bit her lip and then nodded her head.

"I want this, Wyatt..." she replied. "I want to do this."

Wyatt kissed her without hesitation.

"I want to taste you so bad, Ivy... I want every inch of you," he said.

His kisses were aggressive and excited to do the things he wanted to do with her. He wanted his tongue to twirl in her wetness.

He removes her dress. It was fast and he couldn't restrain himself now. He wanted to enter her so badly. His shaft is in need of her wetness. He wanted her juices to coat his shaft. "Fuck, baby," he cursed. "You're damn... wet."