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Author: Molly
last update publish date: 2026-03-19 07:38:04

A gust of wind swept by my side, and I saw Bryce walking past me at a fast pace, even knocking me to the side.

Weakened, I took two steps back and hit a rough tree trunk, feeling sharp pain in my back.

My face turned even paler, and I quickly held onto the willow tree behind me to steady myself.

Looking up, I saw Bryce squatting in front of Irene.

I watched the scene coldly, feeling like a clown jumping around.

Irene's despicable and nasty tactics were effective, and seeing how
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  • Triplets After Divorce: His Regret    30:

    During the meal, Grandma asked Irene and me to sit on either side of her, while Bryce sat next to me. The seating arrangement was quite interesting. It was unclear whether Grandma did it intentionally or not, but she kept Bryce and Irene far apart, and they had no chance to interact during the entire meal. After dinner, everyone moved to the game room. Despite being a devout Buddhist, Grandma was quite skilled at playing cards and often organized games with her family. She believed that playing mahjong could not only bring families closer together but also prevent dementia in old age. Grandma sat in the east position, and I brought a cushion for her to lean on. Grandma praised me for my thoughtfulness and advised Bryce to appreciate me. Bryce then moved to sit next to Grandma, making it easier to feed her cards and keep her happy. Alice stood next to Irene and sneered, "She's so scheming, always trying to please grandma and win her favor." Irene heard her but only s

  • Triplets After Divorce: His Regret    29:

    I was no longer surprised to see Irene sitting in the passenger seat. I opened the back door and got in. The car slowly merged into the traffic. Bryce had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the window. He glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "How's that kid under your command doing?" "He's a hidden gem," I replied without looking up from my phone. Bryce pursed his lips, feeling a bit annoyed. Ever since he transferred me to NOBLE Entertainment, I had grown wings and no longer took him seriously. "You're the artistic director, not a manager. You don't need to run errands," Bryce said. At the mention of this, I glanced at Irene and said, "I've been in contact with a very powerful manager lately. If I can sign her, I want her to take care of Miss Irene." Bryce frowned. "Didn't I ask you to take care of Irene temporarily?" I sneered inwardly. He insisted on tying me and Irene together. Did he want us to hate each other? "What does Miss Irene think?" I asked. I

  • Triplets After Divorce: His Regret    28:

    After lying down for a while, I felt a source of heat behind me, which made me sweat profusely on this hot summer night. Besides the heat, I felt uneasy in my heart. I removed his arm from around my waist, but within seconds, it was back around me again, and then he pressed most of his body weight on me, making me feel heavy. "I need to go to the bathroom," I said. The arm that was draped over me didn't move much, and I had to push it away before Bryce finally let go of me and lay down flat. His voice was slurred with alcohol as he said, "Hurry back." I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet lid, hugging my knees and lost in thought. In reality, nothing had changed. He came back drunk and still liked to hold me while he slept. But everything seemed different because I could no longer sleep peacefully in his arms. I didn't know how long I sat there until I felt cold all over, and then I got up and went back to bed. I saw Bryce holding my pillow, so

  • Triplets After Divorce: His Regret    27:

    Bryce reached out his long arm and easily caught the pillow flying towards him. He looked at me in surprise. The angry me seemed to be very lively and my eyes were bright, making me come alive. "If you don't want to get up, we can do it again." "You beast!" I was scared and crawled out of bed, rummaged through my luggage for clean clothes, and then crawled into the bathroom. Bryce touched his nose and his mood, which had been gloomy for a few days, strangely brightened. He put the pillow on the bed, bent down to pick up the torn clothes and threw them into the trash can. I put on my clothes and stood by the sink. In the mirror, I had a cut on the corner of my mouth and my lips were swollen. I gritted my teeth, not expecting him to show any mercy. The bathroom door was knocked twice, and I was startled. I heard Bryce's lazy voice outside the door, "Are you done?" I opened the door and saw Bryce leaning against the wall, looking at me with a smile that

  • Triplets After Divorce: His Regret    26:

    I trembled all over and turned my head to the door of the hospital room. I saw Bryce standing there. He was handsome, but his face was particularly gloomy. His sharp and cold gaze made my heart sink. I quickly pushed Tyson away and looked at him in confusion. Tyson's eyes showed a hint of injury. When he saw Bryce walking in step by step, he instinctively stood in front of me, looking at Bryce warily and defensively. "What do you want to do?" Bryce's thin lips lightly opened, and he slowly spit out two cold words, "Step aside!" He was several centimeters taller than Tyson, and Tyson felt a strong sense of oppression as he looked up at him. "Bryce, I'm telling you, I won't let you hurt Laurette," Tyson spoke with great confidence and pride. If he hadn't been blinded by jealousy and unwillingness at the time of the incident and had abandoned me when I needed him the most, I wouldn't have married Bryce. Bryce's lips curled into a sneer. "Tyson, you over

  • Triplets After Divorce: His Regret    25:

    Irene sat down on a chair next to the bed and looked around the ward before turning her gaze to me, appearing very composed. "I heard you were unconscious for two more days?" she said, sounding quite pleased. "It's all thanks to you," I replied coldly. That day, I was facing Tyson and I was sure that he had no intention of attacking them. If Irene hadn't screamed, things wouldn't have developed into what they were now. But Irene felt no guilt at all. She crossed her legs and swayed her high-heeled shoes, looking very relaxed. "You seem to be recovering well," she said. "Thanks to you, I can't die for now," I replied, licking my teeth. "Is that so? That's a pity," Irene said. I remained silent, impressed by her viciousness. "So, Miss Irene came here today just to see if I'm dead or not?" I asked. Irene smiled and said, "Director Laurette, you don't have to hate me so much. I just came to see you." "Sorry, I'm not lucky enough to enjoy your visit," I sneered. "Well," Irene s

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