Too Late for Regrets のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Mandy shrank into Sharon's arms, looking pitiful. "Mom, talk to Dad. You two need to help me get justice. They hit me in front of so many people. Don't you care about me?"Sharon gently patted Mandy's head to comfort her. "I understand. I'll talk to your father about this. We'll see how to deal with this Timothy. Anyone who dares to bully my daughter will definitely pay the price!"…Timothy returned to the manor and found his parents and Tiana sitting stiffly on the genuine leather couches worth over 300 thousand dollars each. They had just taken a tour around the villa and nearly got lost. After all, the place was so massive it seemed to rival the dozens of smaller homes they had lived in before.While they were thrilled, they were also filled with anxiety. Where did Timothy get the money to afford such a place? Even renting it would cost a fortune.Recalling how many people had knelt before him earlier, a whirlwind of confusion filled their minds.Timothy walked in, smiling. "

The sheer speed and force left nothing but destruction in Timothy's wake. Behind him, the remaining Norgon fighters were engulfed in a tidal wave of darkness, disappearing one by one in a mist of blood.No one knew how much time had passed, but eventually, the rain stopped.A flicker of light cut through the night as Timothy lit a cigarette, exhaling a puff of smoke in satisfaction. He glanced down at his bloodstained clothes and frowned slightly. "I should've taken off my clothes before the fight."He looked across at the scarred man, who was frozen in fear, his whole body trembling as he stared at the corpses of his comrades."W-who are you?" the man stammered, his voice quivering.Timothy took another drag from his cigarette, blowing out a cloud of smoke. "Who's backing Norgon? Speak.""I-I'll tell you! Just don't kill me!" the man pleaded."You talk first," Timothy replied with a sinister smile.Swallowing hard, the scarred man stammered, "It's Helmshade!"Timothy's brows

Screams erupted from the crowd as bodies were sent flying. Limbs were torn, and blood sprayed into the air, a grim testament to Timothy's terrifying power. No one could follow his movements, and they couldn't even track the blur of his body. One moment, he was dozens of yards away, and the next, his cold, devil-like face appeared right in front of them.Like a brush sweeping across a canvas or fragmented film reels playing, he moved through the crowd with fluid grace. Heads exploded like overripe watermelons, and only the blood mist left behind hinted at where he'd paused in his deadly dance.The knife-wielding men began to lose heart, their movements slowing. This was their first time facing someone so fearsome—someone who seemed less human and more like an unstoppable force.Timothy finally came to a stop, flicking away his cigarette butt. He rubbed his hands together, a wicked smile creeping across his blood-splattered face. "Time to end this."With that, he launched forward lik

Kara had never experienced anything like that. Her mind went blank as her long, slender legs tightened together. Her cheeks flushed, her lips parted slightly, and her eyes glazed over. Her body trembled under the weight of Timothy's broad chest, the faint scent of tobacco filling her nose.She instantly regretted provoking him earlier and began to panic. Her small hands pounded against his chest."Timothy, let me go!"With a low tone, Timothy pretended as if he was about to devour her. "No way. Weren't you the one who said I wasn't a man?"Kara was on the verge of tears. Pinned beneath Timothy, her body pressed tightly against his, she felt a flood of shame and confusion. It was overwhelming, leaving her unable to describe the sensation.Timothy couldn't help but smirk at the sight of her helplessness. However, when he saw a single tear slide down her cheek, he was started. Loosening his grip instinctively, he frowned and asked, "Hey, what's wrong?"Kara didn't respond. She b

Since that day, Susan had been filled with regret. She wanted to find Timothy to apologize and make amends, but he had completely disappeared by then.Memories of the past replayed in her mind like a flickering film. Susan shook her head, sighing softly, trying to brush away these thoughts. Given that it had been three years without a single word from him, perhaps he really had left this world.Since then, Susan hadn't dated anyone else. Years passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was graduation season.Her classmate, Jason, had been persistently attentive, promising to buy her a house and car and to find her the best job. Hence, she had tacitly accepted Jason's pursuit. Though she hadn't fully agreed to be his girlfriend yet, it was only a matter of time.She looked at Jason with a smile, two dimples on her pretty face. "Let's not talk about him anymore, Jason. That's all in the past."Jason's face lit up with satisfaction as he gently held Susan's hand. "Susan, be with me.