All Chapters of Regretful Tears Won't Bring Her Back: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Her phone buzzed with a notification. It was a notification on Twitter from someone she followed. Elijah had written, "She cares about me."The comments quickly piled up below the post. "No way, boss! Are you such a fan of small romantic gestures that you're going online in the middle of the night to show us lonely souls some love?" Others teased him for flaunting his relationship instead of sleeping. However, only Liesel truly understood. This wasn't just about showing off. Elijah was proud, and this time, he had every reason to be. Because this time, she was the one who had taken the first step, the one who had opened her heart to him. A soft smile played on Liesel's lips as warmth filled her gaze. She didn't comment or reply. Instead, she simply liked the post, making her feelings clear. Yes, she cared about Elijah. Elijah didn't post again. She knew him too well. He was playing his usual games and waiting for her to say the exact words: "Yes, I care about you."

Jacob's throat tightened, and a bitter taste spread in his mouth. He continued gripping Liesel tightly. The pressure was so intense she felt as though her bones might snap. Jacob's piercing gaze locked onto her. His eyes were brimming with an icy coldness that spilled over uncontrollably. He stood there, staring at the woman before him, listening as she said nonchalantly, "The child is Elijah's." If the child was Elijah's, then what did that make him? The three years of affection Liesel had shown him turned into a joke. Jacob's gaze swept over her—this stunningly beautiful woman with a smile gracing her lips. Yet, all he felt was unfamiliarity. This was no longer the Liesel he had once known. The gentle, soft-spoken woman he remembered had vanished. "Liesel, why?" His voice was hoarse. He was trembling with pain and bitterness that he himself didn't realize. His grip tightened further. Why had she betrayed him? Why? For a moment, Liesel froze. Did she even have a choice

Natalie felt a surge of relief knowing that Liesel still relied on Denzel's custom herbal medicine. Herbal remedies were ideal because no one could ever tell what might be added to them. At that moment, Natalie's mother—Rebecca Shadow—was at a beauty salon. When she received the call, she frowned. She moved to a quiet corner to pick up the phone. "What are you up to now?" Rebecca had remarried years ago, choosing a respected department head at Cloudspire Hospital. Despite the unease she felt at hearing Natalie's anxious tone, she remembered her daughter's generosity. Every time Natalie asked for help, it came with a handsome reward. That thought steadied her. "This isn't something we can discuss over the phone. Let's meet," Rebecca finally said. She suggested a nearby café. Natalie was already overwhelmed by anxiety. The moment she entered the private room, she blurted out, "Can Uncle help me?" "What's happened that's made you so worked up?" Rebecca sipped her coffee leis

Jacob's dark gaze was cold. He didn't clarify that he wasn't Elijah; instead, he reached out to pat Liesel's head. A look of heartache crossed his eyes. "You must be too fatigued. You also have a weak constitution. That's why you fell sick."He covered Liesel's bruised hand with his own. "The needle also moved out of place a few times, so we couldn't keep poking the same hand. At the time, you were deep asleep, lying on your other hand. I didn't want to startle you, so I asked the nursing staff to insert the IV needle into your arm instead. There's still half a bag of drip left to go, so hold on a little longer."At that moment, Liesel looked very faint. Her face was completely devoid of color, and pain was the only thing written on her face.Jacob felt a lump in his throat as he gazed at her with a complicated look. The emotion in his gaze was truly unreadable.Liesel's head was aching badly. She suddenly placed her hand on her belly, realizing that something wasn't right. Her bel

However, Liesel didn't even look at the food. All she felt were chills from the ice running through her body. Even looking at food made her want to throw up."Where's my phone?" she asked quietly. She hung her head without looking at Drew.Right now, she couldn't even tell whom she was angry at.Drew froze for a moment. "It was crushed in the accident."Without saying a word, she got out of bed. However, she was so frail that she immediately crumpled to the floor.Drew tried to help her up, but she stubbornly avoided his touch. Instead, she continued to sit on the cold floor. "Don't touch me."She was so powerless that she couldn't even hold onto anything."I feel sick when I look at you all," she spat icily. She couldn't care less how Drew would feel hearing those words.She looked up, meeting Drew's hurt eyes. "Jacob did this, didn't he?" she asked intensely. Her voice made it sound like this was an interrogation.Earlier, her mind had been a mess. She had been so overcome w