The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 182

While the attending physician was doing the examination, Wyatt had to let go of his hand for a moment. Wyatt missed Ivy’s movement and urged in less than a minute. “Ivy, give me your hand...” Wyatt’s voice was pitiful and frail. ‘Mr. The doctor thought that Reed and Ms. Morgan have such a good relationship. It’s amazing how clingy Mr. Reed is!’ A hand reached over a split second later. Wyatt noticed it out of the corner of his eye and grabbed her wrist immediately. His heart raced, but he felt secure. He was afraid to caress her hand for fear of provoking her wrath. Seeing that she had made a concession, all the resentment he had felt earlier quietly dissipated. Wyatt’s heart pounded violently for the duration of the examination, which lasted ten minutes. When it was finished, he heard Jimmy’s voice from outside. “Are you certain, Ms. Morgan, that you only want one small cup of tea? Please allow me to serve you another cup.” The voice approached gradually. “Thank you, but no. I’m finished.” The voice was gentle and faint. The room fell silent for a brief moment. Ivy’s voice could be heard from outside the door, but whose hand was this? The doctors looked at Wyatt, who was lying on the bed, subconsciously. His tightly closed eyes widened in response to a dense chill. His hand shifted unconsciously in his grip. Wyatt’s body tensed abruptly. He felt as if he had been scalded and quickly retracted his hand. His tone was icicle-cold. “Who the fuck is this?!!” Wyatt exuded a spine chill. The curtain was drawn back. Bill’s fierce face appeared stifled and aggrieved as he suppressed his rage. He maintained an air of restraint and silence. Bill drew his hand back and clenched his teeth. “Mr. Reed, you were the first to touch me.” ‘I must put up with it for the sake of Ms. Morgan!’ His job as her bodyguard was undoubtedly tricky. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Bill turned around and walked out of the room, drawing everyone’s attention. His imposing physique was a result of his muscular build. Ivy entered the room at this point, smiling. “Is the examination complete?” Wyatt locked his gaze on her with a ferocious glare. His face flushed with rage. The people around noticed Wyatt’s sudden chill and dared not stay for another moment. They exited the room quickly. Ivy approached and sat. She frowned as she reached out to touch Wyatt’s red face. “You are not feverish. Are you feeling uneasy?” Wyatt clenched his teeth and locked his gaze on her. His eyes were swollen and bloodshot. The last time, it was the bath. This time, it was hands-on. Both times, Bill was present! He was enraged, but he couldn’t express his rage because he was wrong for attempting to exploit her. “My heart is aching!” Wyatt stated, clenching his teeth. Ivy lowered her hand and smiled indifferently. “Did you just grab Bill’s hand and refuse to let go, Mr. Reed?” Wyatt’s face became even more flushed. “It’s all right. I will remain silent,” Ivy stated. She reached out and draped his black pajamas around him. “Because my father’s birthday is coming up in a few days, I’m returning home for a while. You’re not going to have a problem with that, are you?” Wyatt regarded her silently. With his tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek, he stifled the waves of emotion. “No.” Ivy gave a satisfied nod. She turned around and enlisted Jimmy’s assistance in helping Wyatt clean up. Wyatt would not object, she reasoned, because Wyatt would prefer not to see Bill for the time being. Jimmy entered cheerfully, thinking, ‘What an honor it is to serve Mr. Reed!’ “Awesome, Mr. Reed! Your body is incredible.” Wyatt’s face was blank and taut. He gave Jimmy a warning look.

Jimmy changed the subject upon observing Wyatt’s dissatisfaction. “Mr. Reed, you know how romantic your candlelight dinner with Ms. Morgan is. Did she shed a tear?” Wyatt squinted his eyes. ‘Stay calm. Simply bear with this moron for a little while longer.’ Wyatt issued an ultimatum to Jimmy before he went to bed. He desired an immediate improvement in his relationship with Ivy, so Jimmy stayed up all night and eventually came up with a good idea. Leo Morgan’s birthday came in a blink of an eye. Ivy brought little with her when she moved to Hudson Yards, and she left with nothing. She stood cheerfully at the door, waving goodbye to Wyatt. ‘Finally! I am not required to see him for some time.’ Ivy was giddy with excitement and could spin in circles. Wyatt regarded her as she walked away with gentle eyes. His eyes became sharp and cold as he glared at Jimmy after she left. “Are you up to the task?” Jimmy gave a confident nod. “Certainly! Do not be concerned. This time, as long as you get along with your future father-in-law, you’re almost certain to gain access to the Morgan family’s inner circle. By that time, it is not improbable that you will have merged into one large happy family!” Wyatt’s brows furrowed on his expressionless face, but his lips curled slightly at the corners. He appeared to be much more at ease. “Such an exceptional and one-of-a-kind individual as you is simply a rare gem!” Jimmy continued. “Chairman Morgan will undoubtedly appreciate your sincerity. While the majority of wealthy people only have money, you are not one of them. You’re so dashing and filial, and you’re simply ideal in every way!” “Shut up,” Wyatt stated matter-of-factly. “Okay.” Jimmy turned around and proceeded to prepare. Leo Morgan’s birthday celebration was a low-key yet opulent affair aboard a cruise ship in the bay. They invited a few close friends, family members, and business associates.

Cooper and Sebastian were mingling with the visitors. Ryan made a rare appearance as well. Ivy did not forget Shaira Winter’s promise and invited her to the party. Shaira was ecstatic to attend. Leo and Ryan had not seen each other in a while and were catching up when they noticed Ivy dragging Shaira in as they conversed and laughed. Ryan was slightly taken aback upon seeing Shaira. Shaira lacked Ivy’s flawless features and enviable aura. Rather than that, she was a simple girl with the youthfulness of a college student and a calm and confident disposition. As soon as she saw Ryan, she ran over and greeted him cheerfully. Ivy and Leo circulated among the guests, exchanging pleasantries. Ivy held a glass of wine in her hand, her face painted with a faint but decent smile. “Ms. Morgan, Chairman Morgan, is truly capable of securing Marco Seely’s project. It fills the rest of us with envy.” Ivy smiled as she lowered her eyes. “That is pure good fortune.” “Of course,” Leo continued, “but primarily ability.” “Yes, yes, yes,” the visitor confirmed. Ivy locked her gaze on her father and pursed her lips helplessly. She laughed lightly and appeared to be brimming with vitality and confidence. Not far away, the man who had just boarded noticed Ivy’s smile and was slightly taken aback. Duke Elrod, who trailed behind, was about to speak when he noticed Wyatt’s stunned expression. He took a moment to pause and inquired, “What are you looking at?” Duke saw Ivy and Leo laughing with another person in front of them as he followed Wyatt’s line of sight. “This cruise ship is quite nice,” Wyatt stated as he averted his gaze. ‘Oh, yeah... Whom is he deceiving?’ Duke considered. Ivy’s smile froze when she saw Wyatt on deck. “What brings him here?”

“I invited him,” Leo responded. Duke knocked over Wyatt’s wheelchair. Wyatt’s aura was not diminished by his wheelchair. Nobody dared to make a remark about his injury. He possessed broad shoulders, long legs, and an imposing demeanor. “Congratulations on your birthday, Chairman Morgan.” Leo nodded and regarded him with a much gentler gaze than he had previously. “I appreciate it. How are you regaining your strength?” Wyatt was, after all, injured solely as a result of Ivy. Wyatt’s gaze was drawn to Ivy. “Ivy has taken good care of me,” he said with a smile. “Thank you, Chairman Morgan, for your concern.” Ivy cast a sarcastic smirk across her face. ‘What a phony!’