All Chapters of His Greatest Regret : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The house was modest yet huge at the same time. Every piece of furniture was white and calm, framed arts decorated the white wallpapered walls and then some frames of Abigail and a little boy. Cara stared exceptionally at that frame. It caught her attention. "You didn't tell me you were a mother."Abigail, who had processed into the kitchen, popped her head out and glanced at Cara. "Huh? And also, juice or tea?" She asked. "I said," Cara turned away from the frame and turned to face Abigail. "You did not mention it to me that you are a mother. And also, juice." "Oh..." Abigail said softly. She returned to the kitchen and poured a glass of orange juice for Cara before returning to the living room. They both sat at the dining and Cara received the juice with a smile and took a sip from it. "mmph... Hand made?" Her thin brow arched. Abigail nodded with a gentle smile. A sigh left her mouth. "He is cute isn't he?" She was staring at the picture now. Cara responded with a nod and too

Clearing her throat, she brought herself back to reality, her smile returning to her face. "Well... Jeremy is only closing two, still very small and needing of his mother's love. Even if his father is not around to give it, I can be around for him. I will be around for him. I choose to be."Thankfully, he is too small now to remember that I once neglected him when he gets older. It is not too late for me to fix our relationship but you... Oh it is too late to fix anything. Your son has even lost his grip on sanity. Tch tch tch... I can only wonder who is to blame for such a thing." She started out of the dining room and asked Sarah when she got close to her ear. "Aren't you getting late for your business meeting?" With a smile, she walked away. Sarah stood there, awkwardness flowing like blood inside of her. She felt so confused, her emotions were a mess. She could not understand exactly what she was feeling at that moment and why she was feeling that way. "Oh..." She batted her la

Jessica sat by a table, Jeremy on her lap. He played with the napkin on the table while she nervously waited for Cara to arrive. Cara, on the other hand, stood by the entrance, thinking if she should really be meeting her at all. But she was there already so why not just go in?With a soft sigh, she walked into the coffee place and spotted Jessica with her son. Her perfectly shaped brow arched, wondering what kind of trick Jessica was trying to pull by bringing Jeremy with her. Well she would find out after sitting with Jessica. Walking up to her, she sat down with a stern expression on her face. Jeremy looked up at her and smiled but she pretended not to notice. "I'm here, get straight to the point." Cara did not give room for any act nonchalance from Jessica. Her voice made it known that she was there not willingly and she did not have any time to waste. Jessica swallowed, choking on her pride. "Firstly, about what you saw earlier with me and Jayden--""Did I not tell you that

Jessica sat there, watching Cara leave the place. She had never felt like a bigger fool. "How am i supposed to stand up to him when he threatens to reveal the truth about Jeremy to the world?" Tears stung at her eyes. She could not help but to wonder, why were things not going her way at all these days? Her husband had filed for a secret divorce, her son's real father had emerged and threatened to reveal the truth, she had lost her job and now she was on the verge of losing everything. "Why the f*ck am I stuck in such a level?!" She spat out angrily. "Mummy," Jeremy called her name softly. "My hand." He raised his tiny hand to her face, ice cream had stained his little palm. She had totally forgotten that her son was on her lap. She immediately wiped her tears, "huh? Oh!" A soft chuckle left her mouth. "You are so clumsy. Let mummy feed you, you still insist on feeding yourself, now look.""Mmn mmn," he shook his head. "I feed myself. I not a baby anymore."She let out a soft chuc

Chris' eyes flickered with evident confusion. Something about his movement made Jessica wish the floor would just open up amd swallow her. "What did you just say?" He repeated his question, taking a bold step towards her. She batted her lashes, anxiety causing her to take a step back. But she told herself she could still change her words, give it a different meaning. So she swallowed and let out a soft chuckle. Chris' brow twitched. "And what exactly is so funny here?" "Why are you getting all worked up? What I meant was would you still want custody if he was not your son? If you had married me after I had given birth to him for another man, would you still want him?" Chris still stared at her with doubt in his eyes, but he did not press further. "What an irrelevant question. Anyway, he is a sweet boy and I will still take him because I cannot leave you to raise a child, you would destroy his life." Cara scoffed a laugh, folding her arms below her breast. "And you wouldn't?" Her