Chapter 153 What Is She Doing Out So Late?

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• Too Late to Regret   Chapter 172 Caught

  “I…”Candice glanced around nervously, then lowered her voice.“I’m afraid I might be pregnant. We… didn’t use protection either time. And last night, you just had to do it in the water…”Charlie was silent for a long while.She kept looking around anxiously, scared they’d run into someone they knew—or worse, that someone might recognize him and take a photo. He was way too eye-catching, and these days people were snapping photos of everything—flowers, stray cats… much less a man like him.Suddenly, her body felt weightless—he had swept her up into his arms.“Put me down!” she hissed.It was dark last night, and no one had been around. But now they were in a hospital—a princess carry? Way too over the top!Charlie ignored her protests and carried her through the most crowded corridor, looking as calm and natural as if he di

• Too Late to Regret   Chapter 171 Is He Really That Shameful?

  Sophia walked through the door.The sound of it made Candice nearly jump out of her soul.She instinctively reached to pull Charlie into the bedroom to hide him—like some shady affair where she’d secretly "kept" a young pretty boy and didn’t want her best friend to find out.Just as her hand caught his, he turned his palm and laced their fingers together. Calm and composed, he smiled faintly and exhaled,“Relax, Candice. It’s too late now.”Candice’s pupils trembled.She slowly, stiffly turned her head.In the living room, Sophia stood there in a crisp, sharp white suit, her almond eyes wide open, shock slowly shifting into excitement.She sauntered in casually, but her radar-sharp gaze had already locked on the pair by the dining table. Her eyes flicked from the breakfast on the table, to their interlocked hands, and her smile turned suggestive.“You two… having bre

• Too Late to Regret   Chapter 170 Heartless? Backing out again?

  A storm had raged through much of the night before finally ceasing. At 1:50 AM, Candice awoke from a semi-conscious haze, her fingers too weary to bend. Her features wore a satisfied languor. The clamminess clung to her body as if coated with glue—every stir threatened to lift the sheets. She craved a shower.Like a sluggish caterpillar, she dragged herself upright.“Don’t move.” A firm hand pressed against her chest, and a warm kiss brushed her earlobe. “Where do you want to run off to? You’re home.”Her cheeks warmed pink. “...I want a shower.”Charlie opened his eyes and murmured, “I’ll help you.”She panicked. “No—don’t bother!”If he kissed her again, she thought she’d die. She realized all her estrogen must have balanced out in one go.But Charlie stood, buttoned his clothes, and insisted on carrying her: “You want a shower? I can’t refuse that. We’ll bathe first, then sleep.”She clutched the sheets. “...I don’t want a shower! I want to sleep!”He bent her finger back until—In

• Too Late to Regret   Chapter 169 I Owe You, So I Must Repay

  Candice stared at his hand. “…”Wasn’t this a little too exaggerated?!Charlie, as if reading her inner thoughts, helpfully reminded her, “Jackson always did this.”His slightly lowered gaze carried a hint of grievance.Candice faltered, “Then I… I can take you to the trauma clinic. Adonis can rub some herbal wine on it for you. His skills are excellent.”Charlie: “…”He sighed and extended his hand toward her. “Whoever I got hurt for, should be responsible.”Candice gave a sheepish smile. “I didn’t say I wasn’t responsible. It’s just that… my technique might not be the best, so I thought maybe a professional would be better…” Under the weight of his intense gaze, her voice grew softer and softer. “But… if you don’t mind… I could boil an egg to rub on it for you.”A flicker of amusement danced in Charlie’s eyes. “So… your place, or mine?”Candice fell silent.“Or…” He leaned in, lips brushing against her ear, his low voice murmuring, “Your parents’ place? Weren’t you going there?”Her

• Too Late to Regret   Chapter 168 People Must Move Forward

  Kyle ignored Charlie's mockery.He only looked at Candice and said, “Can you come with me to find something? Just this last time.”Even though he knew the words "last time" held no real weight, Candice understood what he was searching for. She silently stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled and answered casually, “Alright.”Kyle was delighted.He knew she would agree. She must have remembered—this was a sweet memory that only the two of them shared. She must have softened. She still loved him.He thought she was going to give him hope, but in reality, she just wanted to take him to see the past.The love she had buried herself.From that day onward, she truly stopped loving him.The four of them got out of the car.Kyle reached out to hug her.As he was about to approach, Charlie had already reached her side. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist.Becaus

• Too Late to Regret   Chapter 167 Speak Your Last Wishes

  “You—”Candice was startled, and an inexplicable sense of panic stirred in her heart.Kyle’s face darkened, and seeing her reaction—her eyes softening, her demeanor that of a flustered little woman—he almost ground his teeth to dust.Does she really like Charlie that much?“No, you cannot invite him!” Kyle's voice was low and dangerous.“I will invite him.” Candice straightened up, regaining her composure. By the time she looked back at Kyle, her eyes were once again cold and impassive.“No, he’s not allowed!”“Yes, he is,” Candice replied with a nonchalant tone, the words almost drifting off her tongue.“...”Kyle’s eyes practically flashed with fury. He looked ready to bite someone.Candice took two steps back.Even though Charlie’s arrival had given her more courage, Kyle could still be terri