Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Regret: Winning Back Her Heart: Kabanata 371 - Kabanata 380

Marietta’s POVA soft knock at the door jolted me awake, leaving me feeling groggy and weak.“Who is it?” I grumbled, turning over restlessly in bed.Last night had been incredible—one of the best nights I’d had in a long time, even if Lena had tried her best to ruin it. Bella, Aiden, and Lawrence had more than made up for her drama. Especially Bella’s fiancé, who had shown up just minutes after she’d announced their engagement to me. We laughed, we celebrated... and now, I was paying for it with a throbbing hangover.“It’s Rita,” came the reply from behind the door.“Come in,” I muttered, my eyes still shut, my body tightly wrapped in the duvet.Rita entered, bowing to me. “I’m sorry to barge in, Miss, but the master has requested we get you ready,” she said as she briskly drew the curtains open, letting a flood of morning light pour into the room.I groaned, pulling the blanket higher over my head.“Rita, seriously?” I muttered, kicking at the air half-heartedly as I spotted the

Marietta’s POV “What do you say?” He asked again. I was about to respond when I heard Bella’s footsteps. I quickly hung up and pretended nothing happened. I was shivering so badly that Bella had to get me some of her clothes. “Here,” she stretched the cup of coffee towards me. “Thanks,” I gently placed the cup of coffee on the table while I changed into a new set of dry clothes. I watched Bella aim for the room, and the next minute, she was back with a hair dryer. “Your hair is wet.” She broke the silence. “Thanks,” was all I could say. The silence continued for a long time. And only the air dryer alone was the sound that filled the air. “Marietta,” “I'm listening,” I answered bluntly. I'm not sure what my feelings are right now. But I could tell I was losing interest in everything. “We are at risk,” Bella started. A conversation I wasn't ready to listen to. I felt so angry within myself. But I knew someone had to say it. I've got nothing to lose but Bella still has

Marietta’s POVThe air in the ballroom shifted.A murmur went through the crowd as Mr. Harris stood on the stage, his expression calm, his presence commanding. The last time I had seen him, he had been delivering Granny Lorette’s orders—orders that had shattered what remained of my world.He was the one who had dished me the divorce papers. And right now he was, ready to hand me an award for being the best actress worldwide.My gaze shifted across the hall. And there she was. The woman that has sent me to Paris.And left me there to suffer alone.Granny Lorette watched me carefully, her sharp gaze unreadable. "Ladies and gentlemen," Mr. Harris continued, his voice smooth as he addressed the audience. "It is a privilege to stand before you tonight to honor an individual whose resilience and talent have captivated the world."My stomach tightened.He wasn’t talking about just anyone. He was talking about me."Three years ago, circumstances took her away from us. But as fate would have

Marietta’s POVMy heart raced faster as I tried as much as possible to stop myself from acting stupid.I felt my cheeks burn red hot, but I made sure it wasn’t visible.Grabbing my phone faster, I quickly typed Bella, letting her know that I just met my one-night stand again.‘Seriously?’‘Bella! Didn’t you say he was an ordinary person?’‘He was. I don’t know. We went to a club meant for the poor alone. How come–I’m so confused. Does he recognize you?’ I felt my hands tremble against my phone as I tried hard not to fall off my chair.I’ve lost my focus as I got engrossed in a serious chat with Bella. That night, Bella was the one who had chosen this man here for me, and now he’s also an actor?! What the heck is wrong with me?This mustn’t even get outside, it’s going to ruin my career. ‘What do we do?’‘Beg him not to leak your secret to the media?’‘Why should I beg him when we both did this together?’I felt a bit awkward and stressed, as I felt sweat broke off my armpit even wi

Marietta’s POV“Cancel every meeting for tomorrow. Book a flight to Paris. Now Clara!” I ordered.“Hey, Etta. Calm down.” Elsie grabbed my face.“It’s alright,” he patted my head.Placing my head on his chest, I wept.“I promise you, she’ll be fine,” Elsie assured me.“Do you want me to come with you?” Elsie asked.“Someone needs to be here. We’ve got a movie cast in a few days to Christmas, Elsie.” I wiped off my tears.“I have to go,” I said. “I’ll always call you. If you need anything from me, don’t hesitate to let me know, okay?” Elsie shouted from behind.It took me two hours before I got to the airport. “Clara, you won’t be going with me. But please, give Elsie all the support he needs.” “Yes, ma’am,” Clara bowed.My flight was a very tiring one. I couldn’t help myself.All through the journey, I was just tearing up. Making use of my scarf to cover my face. Since I was in first class, there was less disturbance from fans.It took me ten hours to get off the plane. I didn’t wa