Semua Bab Who's the One Regretting Now?: Bab 171 - Bab 180

"If Edward sues to terminate the divorce agreement, then all of this will serve as evidence," Macie said."But if Mr. Fowler Senior steps in, you'll have to show him some respect," Alice replied. "Then everything you've suffered would be for nothing.""Don't worry, May. You've got me. I'll stand firmly by your side.""Thank you. I appreciate that. But I don't want to drag anyone down with me. Edward is already targeting Julian's company, and there's a good chance he'll take it further," Macie said.She didn't want to pull Alice into this matter, and she didn't want the Fowler and Hart families to grow distant because of her. After all, Edward really was the kind of madman who would retaliate without hesitation.After hearing Macie's words, Alice felt a mix of heartache and sorrow."Don't assume the worst. Family business ties won't be that easily affected. Anyway, the Hart family is just a notch below the Fowlers. It's not like there's a huge difference between our social standin

Bennett frowned. "Adrian isn't even in the family tree, so the Hart family will definitely pick Ed first."Lana's expression instantly changed. She put on a tearful look and said, "We've been together for years, and our son is already grown. Do you think he's not good enough?""That's not what I meant." He rushed over to console her."After all this time, your father still refuses to acknowledge me or your son. He's your own flesh and blood, but he's not even acknowledged in the Fowler family tree. Everyone thinks that he's an illegitimate son." Lana sobbed even harder.Bennett's expression darkened. His father, Yosef, was still the head of the Fowler family. Yosef might've retired years ago, but he was still in charge of the company and the Fowler household.On top of that, he'd raised Edward and groomed him from an early age. Yosef never thought much of Adrian, so the odds of Edward inheriting the Fowler family's assets were pretty high.As Bennett pulled Lana into his arms,

Alice said, "I'm eating now. You want me to go home tonight? "No. I'm still staying at my friend's place."She whispered into the phone, "Ugh, I'm not a kid anymore, okay? Do you think I'm out screwing around or something? We're going home now.""I'm not coming back until Mom and Dad let go of this arranged marriage idea," she added firmly.Sean, who was on the other end of the line, said something else, and Alice frowned. Her voice softened, and she said, "I won't return either. My friend has had some problems recently, and I need to be there for her."Okay. Fine. I'm hanging up now. Go date someone, will you? Also, stop trying to micromanage me like some overbearing dad. Bye."With that, she hung up.On the other end of the call, Sean stared at his phone, speechless. He stood up, grabbed his jacket, and told his driver to take him to Sunnyridge Heights.Inside the restaurant, Alice grabbed her bag and turned to Macie. "Let's go. We're heading to your place."Macie let Alice

"Mr. Fowler, you're really a failure at this whole being-a-decent-human thing. You said you weren't divorced. Yet, you don't know where she lives?" Sean clicked his tongue and continued, "If word got out, you'd be a laughingstock."Edward's hands curled into fists. He wanted nothing more than to punch Sean in the face. However, the call ended before he could even get the chance to curse him out."Goddamn it, Sean! I won't forget this," he growled through clenched teeth before hurling his phone again. "You and your sister are both worthless pieces of shit."After shouting, Edward tightened his grip on the steering wheel and stared into the pitch-black night. He had no idea how long it took for him to calm down before he drove off.He consoled himself with the thought that at least Macie hadn't gone to the strip club with Alice or hired a bunch of male strippers. She was at home.That was the only thing he could be thankful for.…At the entrance to Sunnyridge Heights, the black B

"Really? You're reluctant to invite me, yet you still booked the restaurant? Mr. Fowler, you really talk out of both sides of your mouth. Fine. I'll go and spare you the embarrassment," Sean said.He flashed a smile at the furious Edward and walked out.The manager from Fowler Group, Eric Coleman, muttered quietly, "How is that okay? Mr. Hart is way too chill."Edward immediately clenched his fists. He glared at Sean's retreating figure, and his expression darkened. Sean's words hit him like a punch to the gut.Eric dragged Edward along. He kept throwing Edward every desperate look, basically begging the latter to keep it together.Then, they quickly caught up with Sean.Sean was in a great mood. He looked at them and teased, "Mr. Fowler's giving me a death glare. I hope you're not planning to poison my food."Eric let out an awkward laugh. "You're funny, Mr. Hart. Of course not. Don't worry."He smiled and smoothed things over."If it doesn't kill you, I hope it leaves you sp