บททั้งหมดของ Ex-Lover's Regret: บทที่ 261 - บทที่ 270

Chris' POV"What do you mean?"I hadn't heard that name for so long that I thought there was something that that sly woman could use about her, but I didn't know what was on the mind of the woman still sitting quietly by the bar.The woman smiled. "Are you only willing to talk to me now after hearing the name of your beloved ex-wife?" She asked back, clearly mocking me with her actions.Both she and I knew that I had never loved that woman, and Julia only said things like that to hurt my pride in wasting time in a useless relationship.I motioned for the bodyguard to return to his position while I approached again. "What do you mean? There is no need for small talk.""I told you earlier, I'm just meeting your ex-wife in prison. Poor thing. Do you have no intention of visiting her at all?" the woman asked, still sounding playful in my ears. I didn't cut her off, and she looked at me a little more seriously. "I heard he did something bad."I didn't say anything yet, just stared at her a

Chris POVI was genuinely shocked by what Edwin said. I had no idea their wedding would happen so soon, especially since their engagement only took place a few weeks ago. I had at least a few more months before something like this would happen. I looked at the old man, who had become the head of the family for my son and Nicole. He must have told me this on purpose, but I held myself back from reacting. After all, I had already expected that the woman I still love and that cursed man with glasses would eventually marry. However, my dreams sometimes gave me hope that the opposite might happen. Of course, deep inside, I still hoped that Richard, Nicole, and I could form a family. But besides the sweet dreams I had about the two of them, I also had nightmares that haunted me often. It was always the same in those dreams—I stood at the altar with her, only to leave her. It kept happening as if to remind me of my initial mistake. If only I had stayed by her side back then, maybe the

Nicole's POVI had just returned from the office. After undergoing intensive care a month ago, my father adjusted my workload to be lighter than before. He claimed it was necessary to prevent a similar incident from happening again.Though I felt somewhat reluctant, I also felt guilty toward the old man. He continued to do things for me despite not being fully recovered from his own condition. He still needed to use a walking aid, and one or two servants would accompany him to avoid any unwanted accidents.When he sat down or stood up, I could see my father’s effort not to appear weak, even when it was just Richard and me around. My son noticed this, too, as he often spent time with his grandfather during his free moments, while I could only watch without saying a word.What I’m going through right now is nothing compared to what my father is dealing with. He, who has lived much longer than me, continues pushing himself as much as possible, so it would feel wrong for me to complain an

Nicole's POVI was thinking about the woman I accidentally met. Although her words were sweet and polite, I could sense something different in her demeanour, even though it was our first time meeting.Just like I felt toward her, she seemed not to like me either. She only agreed with whatever Madam Selena, who accompanied me during the conversation, said. If it weren’t for the middle-aged woman, I might have been cornered because I didn’t know her, unlike her, who seemed to know more about me."...perhaps Miss Nicole is receiving medical care." The woman said, with a meaningful glance at me, before turning to feign ignorance to the middle-aged woman acting as our mediator.From her words, it seemed she knew that I had recently undergone surgery. But how could that be? My father had always kept everything about our family well hidden, so it was impossible for information about my hospital treatment to leak out.Unless... I paused momentarily, pursing my lips and frowning slightly as a

Nicole's POVI stared back at the man even with the things I felt, not wanting to show it in the slightest, as I said. "Do you want to steal what I have again?""Steal? Again?" The man asked in astonishment, touching my cheek until I couldn't move away from him. "The only thing I want to steal from you is your heart."I paused, feeling my heartwarming beyond my control. "Stop talking like that. I'm not in the mood to play games with you, Chris.""I never play games. What I'm doing to you is real." He said, making me hold my breath for a moment. The daylight slid down my cheeks slowly, making stroking motions. "What are you doing here?"I backed away, trying to remove his hand, but he stubbornly kept it. I gave him a sharp glare. "You heard earlier. I'm here because Mr. Martin contacted me for cooperation.""Our cooperation, right?" He reminded, walking closer while I stepped back until I was cornered to the only door in this room. "You can't not include me in your company deal."I gla