Semua Bab His Regret: Winning Back Her Heart: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Marietta’s POV“And your mother?” I asked quietly, needing to be sure he wasn’t just trying to reassure me with empty words.Granny Lorette had once promised me—years ago—that I’d marry Michael. And I did. But it never felt like love. It felt… arranged. Forced. Now, I’m terrified of repeating the same mistake.“I need to know you’ll stand by me, Aiden,” I said, my voice shaking. “Your mother… she doesn’t even like me.”“That’s because Michael threatened her,” Aiden said, his voice low. “He tried to kill her.”My breath caught. A gasp escaped before I could stop it.This—this is exactly why I’ve been trying to leave.Michael’s become someone I don’t recognize. Someone dangerous. I don’t even feel safe anymore.“Wait,” I whispered. “You’re saying… Michael actually tried to kill your mom?”“Yes.” No hesitation in his voice. Just cold truth.I ran my trembling hands through my hair. “Then what do we do now?” I asked, eyes searching his face, hoping he had a plan. Something. Anything.

Marietta’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, everything looked blurry. For a moment, I saw people like trees—then slowly, things started to clear, and I saw Bella smiling at me.“Hey, babe. You okay?” she asked, watching me closely.I tried to lift my hand, but something tugged at it. That’s when I noticed the IV drip and felt the bandage wrapped around my head.“What happened?” I asked, but then I stopped.The memories hit me all at once—flashes, noise, fear.Aiden, I love you! That was the last thing I remembered shouting before everything went dark.“Where’s Aiden?”“He’s fine,” Bella said quickly.“No! I want to see him,” I said, my voice rising.“Etta, calm down,” she said gently. “Don’t you trust me?”“How long have I been lying here?” I asked, my thoughts spinning.“A few weeks,” Bella said, but her eyes didn’t match her words.“You’re lying,” I whispered. “Don’t do this to me, Bella.”She let out a breath and reached for my hand. “Okay,” she said quietly.Her eyes locked onto mine, a

Marietta’s POVEverything in me went still. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe.“What?” I whispered.She didn’t repeat it. She didn’t have to. I’d heard it loud and clear.I’ve just been in the hospital bed for two months, and Aiden has moved on?“How is that ever possible? How could he move on so quickly?” I whispered, crashing to the cold floor. “That’s because he forgot about you after the accident,” Bella whispered.I blinked back the tears in my eyes, letting myself know that I hadn’t seen Aiden.He hasn’t refused me yet. “He said he loved me,”“I know,” Bella answered.I slowly got back to my feet and tried to make my way out when I stumbled on the doctor.“Is everything okay? Miss Etta? Miss Bella?” The doctor questioned, looking confused.“Yes, doctor. Thanks for the help. I’m better now.” I nodded, faking a smile.“Bella, can we leave now?”“Wait. You need to see the pharmacist downstairs and get these medicines. It’s for Miss Etta,” the doctor said, handing over a white pap

Marietta’s POVThe night dragged on longer than I expected—I don’t think I really slept. Maybe I closed my eyes, but it didn’t feel like it. I’ve fallen in love again, and this time, it hurts in places I didn’t know could ache.At some point, I must have finally drifted off, because a soft knock at the door startled me awake. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the heaviness and make sense of my surroundings.“Hi, ma’am. It’s Clara—I’m back,” she said with a warm smile.I wasn’t sure how to react. My heart was heavy, too sad to rise to the moment. “Hi Clara, it’s good to have you back,” I managed, stepping aside as she hurried toward me and wrapped her arms around me.“Thank you... for everything you did for me,” she murmured into my shoulder. I stroked her back gently, my throat tight.“I’ve missed you so much,” I said. “I’ve missed you too,” Clara whispered, hugging me even tighter.And just like that, the memories came flooding in. Aiden had promised me he would look after her

Michael’s POVI stared at Donovan, whose back was turned against me, indifferently. “What exactly do you think you are doing, Don?” I lashed in anger, scattering the files in front of me.These past few months have been so hectic, I feel tired.Tired of everything, and even life itself.Donovan had remained quiet, and he had done his job diligently. He never once refused my order.And not just that, he hasn’t been throwing himself at me, unlike before, whenever I spoke about Marietta.“Have I done anything to offend you, boss?” he questioned before turning to face me.Donovan, for the past month, had never looked me in the eye. He has never asked if I ever loved him.But today, when he realised I’m ready to talk, he took off his pretense. “Cut the pretense, and be real for once, Donovan!” I rushed towards him, panting heavily as I grabbed him by his collar.“Seriously? You really want to do this now?” Donovan asked, surrendering to me finally.“Don’t play dumb with me, Donovan! I kno