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12. Her Smile, His Problem
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2026-06-16 09:49:15
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HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 DAYS 12. Her Smile, His Problem
DYLANThe cold compress Anna had placed on my forehead had already dried out, but strangely enough, it had managed to bring my fever down. I had finished the porridge she made for me, along with the medicine for my headache.Slowly, I sat up in bed. I was feeling well enough to attend the party tonight. At the very least, I had to show up as the company's primary heir and newly appointed leader in front of all our business associates.My gaze drifted to the nightstand, landing on Anna's handkerchief. I clicked my tongue in annoyance as I remembered her attitude. She was a lot bolder than I had imagined. Like a little kitten finally daring to show its claws to an enemy.Without realizing it, the corner of my mouth lifted.When a servant opened the bedroom door and informed me that the party would begin in an hour, I reluctantly got out of bed."I'll be downstairs in thirty minutes.""Do you need any assistance, Young Master?" the servant asked.I shook my head.The young woman closed t
HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 DAYS 11. The Woman He Didn't Choose
"That's Vallen, my best friend. Did you forget?" I shot back immediately. Climbing off the bed, I strode over to Dylan and snatched my phone from his hand. "Or do you think I'm just like you?"Dylan clicked his tongue. Maybe my words had struck a nerve."I remember," he replied in an especially hoarse voice. He coughed before sitting on the edge of the bed and wiping the sweat from his face.Even sick, he still had enough energy to accuse me of all sorts of things, even though he knew Vallen and I had been friends since childhood.I checked my phone and noticed a small crack on the screen."But..." he said.He paused for a moment, staring at me. "...there's no such thing as friendship between a man and a woman."One of my eyebrows arched. "What are you trying to say? You think I like Vallen?""Not you. Vallen," he accused again.My mouth fell open before I could stop it. I almost laughed. Instinctively, I brushed my bangs away from my face."There's no way Vallen likes me, Dylan.""Tc
HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 DAYS 10. His First Gift
"You told me to leave earlier, and now you're stopping me." I looked at Dylan as he scratched the back of his head. "You're not very consistent.""My body's weak because of you," he shot back irritably. "So before you go, help me to the bathroom."For a moment, my gaze lingered on his fingers. Our wedding ring was no longer on his ring finger. Meanwhile, I had kept wearing mine until it had left a mark on my skin.The realization irritated me.I took Dylan's hand and pulled him up from the bed. He slung an arm over my shoulder as if I could somehow support his large frame."You're heavy!""Quit complaining," Dylan grumbled."Oh, so this is the guy who said he could do everything by himself?" I teased, earning a glare from him. "Looks like you're still asking for my help.""You've got a lot of nerve making fun of me.""Why should I be scared? You're weak right now. One push and you'd fall over."When we reached the bathroom, I let go of him. Dylan steadied himself against the door and
HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 DAYS 9. The Words That Hurt
“In your dreams, Anna. I’m not doing that.” Dylan’s voice was cold and sharp.The very next second, he released me from his arms. I stumbled backward, nearly losing my balance. He walked away without a second glance, leaving me standing there, frozen in place.The sound of rain filled the emptiness around me.I kept staring at Dylan’s retreating figure until it finally disappeared from sight. Something slid down my cheek. I couldn’t tell what it was.Rainwater or tears?It felt as though my heart had been ripped apart. I had known Dylan would reject that request. Even so, hearing the rejection directly from his lips hurt far more than I could have imagined.I crouched down and hugged my knees tightly.Dylan would never touch me.Thunder rumbled across the sky, followed by flashes of lightning. I slowly got to my feet and walked through the garden, wrapping my arms around myself as I shivered. Against the grandeur of the Danforth estate, my soaked, slender figure looked painfully out o
HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 DAYS 8. Together in the Rain
“You just don't know the reason,” I said, tugging lightly at the edge of his suit jacket.Dylan's steps came to a halt. He drew a deep breath before turning back toward me. I was still slumped weakly in my chair, my eyes swollen, sore, and burning. Even so, I refused to let him see how hurt I was.“You probably think I'm begging for your love with this request, but...” I lifted my head and met his sharp gaze. “...that's not why.”“Then what is?”I shook my head, biting hard on my lower lip.No. I wasn't going to tell him.If Dylan found out I was sick, he'd probably think everything I was doing was nothing more than a pathetic attempt to earn his pity.His brows furrowed. “Why aren't you saying anything? Was I right?”“I just don't want to have regrets.” The corner of my lips curved into a faint smile. “There are so many things I've never done before, and for once, I want to do all of them.”Dylan let out a cold laugh and rubbed his forehead. “Such a cliché reason. You sound like some
HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 DAYS 7. Begging for Love
"I'm fine, Father. I bumped my nose earlier," I lied.Fortunately, my father-in-law believed me without much question.Abraham glanced at the unmade bed behind me. His gaze softened. A faint smile touched his thin lips before he quickly pulled a handkerchief from his suit pocket."Use this to wipe your nose. You'll get your hands dirty otherwise," he said, handing me the handkerchief. Dylan's name was embroidered neatly along the edge.I pressed the cloth against my nose, trying to stop the bleeding."Why are you the one making Dylan's bed? That's the servants' job, Anna," Abraham said."It's alright, Father. This is my duty as Dylan's wife," I replied calmly.Abraham let out a long sigh and rubbed his forehead."Anna, you don't need to work this hard. Dylan will never appreciate it. Save your energy for something else."For a moment, I lowered my gaze to the red stain spreading across the handkerchief in my hand.He wasn't wrong. For three years, I had done everything I could to prov
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