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Chapter 25
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Too Late for Regrets: The Betrayer Wants Me Back Chapter 25
Kyle slammed the master bedroom door shut a little too harshly. His footsteps echoed through the corridor as he made his way toward the private study on the ground floor. His mind was still occupied by Ravelle's cold rejection, which felt like a slap to his ego.Inside the study, Jessica was still waiting. She was sitting on the sofa while reviewing several documents on her tablet. The moment she saw Kyle walk in with a gloomy expression and a clenched jaw, Jessica immediately set her device aside."What's wrong with you now?" Jessica asked, her voice softening as she stood and walked toward Kyle. "Why do you look so upset, Darling?"Kyle did not answer right away. He let out a long, frustrated sigh before dropping heavily into the executive chair behind his desk."Ravelle," he replied shortly, his voice filled with restrained irritation."What happened with the Madam?" Jessica asked again, the corner of her lips lifting slightly as if provoking a reaction from Kyle."She rejected me
Too Late for Regrets: The Betrayer Wants Me Back Chapter 24
Kyle’s footsteps sounded uneven as he entered the master bedroom, the faint scent of another woman’s perfume still lingering on the collar of his shirt. Ravelle was lying on the bed, her back facing the door. Her fingers were busy massaging her temples in a slow rhythm, a sign that a severe migraine was attacking her.Kyle approached, sitting on the edge of the bed, then stared at his wife’s back with a furrowed brow. “Honey,” Kyle called in a tone he tried to make gentle, though it sounded slightly awkward. “Why have you been so harsh to Calysta?”Ravelle did not move, her breathing remained steady even though her eyes were wide open, staring at the wall in front of her.“Weren’t we agreed from the start that we would treat Calysta as our child?” Kyle asked again, his tone starting to rise with a lecturing edge. “Our own biological child. And back then, you loved her so much, Vel. Why just because of a trivial matter like ice cream, did you punish her like that? That’s excessive.”Ra
Too Late for Regrets: The Betrayer Wants Me Back Chapter 22: The Disgusting Recording Behind the Wall
Kyle stared at the marble floor where the leather whip lay, the remnants of anger still trembling inside his chest. He let out a rough breath before lowering his gaze and finding Calysta still sobbing in Jessica’s arms. The atmosphere in the hall felt unbearably suffocating with the tension that had only just subsided.“Soraya,” Kyle called, his voice heavy and tired. “Take Calysta to her room right now. Make sure she calms down and give her something to drink.”“Yes, Sir,” Soraya replied promptly. The elderly woman immediately stepped forward, taking Calysta from Jessica’s embrace before guiding the trembling child toward the staircase leading to the children's corridor upstairs.After making sure the corridor was empty and the other servants had dispersed to the back area, Kyle turned to Jessica. His secretary’s face was still filled with deep concern, an expression that always managed to stir a protective instinct within him.“Come with me, Jess,” Kyle whispered, gently but firmly
Too Late for Regrets: The Betrayer Wants Me Back Chapter 21: The Missed Slap
Ravelle's hand was already raised high in the air, gripping the handle of the cold black leather whip tightly. In the corner beside the marble pillar, Calysta grew more hysterical, curling her small body into herself as she continued crying with her eyes tightly shut. The braided strands at the end of the whip were ready to be swung down, slicing through the tense silence of the hall.Bang!The mansion's double doors were slammed open violently from the outside, creating a thunderous sound that echoed throughout the room."Ravelle, stop!!" Kyle roared, his voice booming as his breathing came in uneven gasps while he strode into the hall with a face flushed red with anger.Behind him, Jessica ran at full speed, completely ignoring her disheveled appearance as a secretary. "Calysta! My child!" Jessica screamed inwardly, but in front of everyone, she quickly suppressed her cry into overwhelming panic.Jessica rushed past Kyle, immediately dropping to her knees on the floor and pulling Ca
Too Late for Regrets: The Betrayer Wants Me Back Chapter 20: The Ultimate Limit of Patience
Ravelle’s footsteps sounded heavy as she entered the main hall of the mansion. Her head was still throbbing; the remnants of past memories from the cafe earlier left a suffocating tightness that had not completely faded. She only wanted to go up to her room immediately and lock herself in.However, that tranquility was instantly shattered. From the direction of the side corridor, Calysta ran fast while clutching a chocolate ice cream cone that had begun to melt.*Thud!*"Ah!" Ravelle gasped slightly, her body reeling backward.The ice cream cone in Calysta’s hand struck right against the stomach area of Ravelle’s cream gown, leaving a deep chocolate stain that spread and soiled her expensive fabric."Sorry, Mommy... Mommy's clothes got dirty," Calysta said. The child took two steps back, but there was not the slightest bit of regret on her face. Instead, her pair of eyes gleamed defiantly. "I didn't do it on purpose."Ravelle looked down, staring at the sticky stain on her dress, then
Too Late for Regrets: The Betrayer Wants Me Back Chapter 19: Feelings That Remained
The aroma of aglio e olio pasta sprinkled with fresh basil drifted across their table. Erlan slid the white porcelain plate closer to Ravelle, along with a glass of iced lemon tea, her favorite drink. “Eat,” Erlan said, his voice softening as he looked at the exhaustion etched across Ravelle's face. “You haven't touched any food since this morning, have you?” Ravelle stared blankly at the pasta before her. A faint smile formed on her lips, though it looked forced. “You... still remember my favorite food, El.” “Of course,” Erlan replied without hesitation, his eyes locking onto Ravelle's with sincere warmth. “How could I possibly forget the little things about you?” Ravelle suddenly fell silent. Erlan's words had stirred another memory buried deep within her mind. Her thoughts drifted back ten years, to when she and Kyle were still college sweethearts. “Open your mouth, sweetheart. Ahh,” the younger Kyle had said as he arrived at the university library carrying a blue plas
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