บททั้งหมดของ His Regret: Winning Back Her Heart: บทที่ 331 - บทที่ 340

Marietta's POVLast night was the most beautiful night of my life—our last night.Lying in the arms of the man I love, feeling his warmth, his heartbeat, his breath against my skin—it was everything.I know Aiden loves me. He’s never hidden it. Every touch, every word, every glance screamed it. But love isn’t always enough. Not when his mother stands firm in her refusal to accept me.And I won't be the one to come between a mother and her child.I know what it means to lose someone you love.I know what grief tastes like.So maybe that old saying is right: If you love someone, let them go.That’s exactly what I’m doing now."I'm sorry, Aiden," I whispered softly into his ear. I placed a gentle kiss on his forehead and lingered for a moment, watching him curled up beneath the sheets, looking so much like a child. Peaceful. Vulnerable.It tore me apart.I slipped into my clothes quietly, each piece scattered across the floor like forgotten memories of last night’s passion. I grabbed my

Marietta’s POVI had packed almost everything I thought I’d need. My suitcase sat open, overflowing with clothes I barely remembered folding.The silence in the room only made the ache in my chest worse. I wiped the tears from my cheeks and took one last glance around the house—the memories, the warmth, the heartbreak.Then I heard footsteps approaching.I straightened, trying to appear composed. Tough. But I couldn’t hold it in.I turned away from the door, not wanting anyone to see me this way.“Etta?”Bella’s voice cracked, her confusion heavy in the air. “Are you okay? Where are you going?”I didn’t answer immediately. Just kept my back to them and reached for my wardrobe, pretending to look for something.“Yes,” I finally said, forcing a smile that didn’t reach my eyes.“Etta, are you crying?” she stepped closer, her voice trembling. “I’m sorry about the other day—about not hanging out. I didn’t mean to—”“It’s okay,” I cut in gently, not wanting her to feel guilty. “You don’t ne

Marietta’s POVI can’t believe this has gotten to the point where I have to name my price for love.A path where I have to choose between love and sanity. Which should I go for? Tears streamed down my face as I tried to wriggle my hand away from Aiden. His mother’s eyes still lingered on mine as tears continued to roll down her cheeks as well.“Mother, this is emotional blackmail. And I won’t take it from you,” Aiden snapped, grabbing my hand as we both made our way out.The skies are gathering, ready to pour down their content like they used to do. The breeze tossed my hair across my face, causing it to stick to my face, which was already wet with tears.Preventing me from seeing Aiden, whose hands were still trying to reach out to me. I shook my head in disapproval as I took a few steps backward. “Marietta,” With the way he called my name, I knew this matter was a serious one. Now that both of us are in our right senses, we need to make a decision. The lightning in the sky r

Marietta’s POVI looked at the envelope Lena was holding and back at Aiden, whose expression remained unreadable.Lena looked uneasy, and she really didn’t look like the calm person I had seen at Aiden’s office. Her once bright and vibrant face is now squeezed and gloomy.“If there’s anything you want to say, Lena, you might as well just spill it right here,” Aiden proposed. Signaling to Rita, he grabbed his cutlery, his eyes lingering on mine. “You might want to start eating,” He gestured to me.Even though he was trying to assure me by his attitude that all was under control. I still couldn’t ignore the fact that everything wasn’t okay.I looked behind me to see Lena still fuming with anger as she pieced the white envelope that was left with her.“I’m pregnant, Aiden.” She announced, striding across me before settling in front of Aiden.“Congratulations,” was all that proceeded out of his mouth.I clenched my fist beneath the table and tightened my fist on the cutlery I held."Why

Marietta's POVI had returned to work like nothing ever happened.Signing deals. Smiling for the cameras. Preparing for my next audition.But no matter how hard I tried to keep my mind off last night, it wouldn’t leave me alone.How did he get the drugs out of my system… without sleeping with me? I muttered to myself, burying my face in my palms with frustration.The question haunted me like a shadow.I grabbed a file from my desk and tried to rehearse my lines for the audition. But the words blurred. My thoughts were a mess.“I can’t get him out of my head,” I whispered with my eyes shut, feeling like I was losing my grip.I tapped my forehead lightly, repeatedly, trying to snap myself out of it—until a voice startled me.“Do you need me to—?”“No,” I said sharply, jolting upright. “It’s fine.”It was Kelvin, standing just in front of me, holding a small stack of folders.I cleared my throat, composing myself. “Please pack the files and have the cars ready. I’ll be heading out soon.