All Chapters of Who's the One Regretting Now?: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

The person Edward had tasked to tail Macie hadn't seen Macie and Sean meet outside of work, so the only place they could have met was at the company. Brightech Studios might be a small firm, but it had a solid reputation in software development. If Sean had collaborated with them, it would all make sense. As Edward put two and two together, his informant's response confirmed his worst fears and ignited his fury all over again. Sean had been to Brightech Studios twice, and both times, he had been tangled up with Macie. The first time, he openly flirted with her in front of all the employees there. The second time, he personally delivered a gift to her in the design department, making his interest in Macie painfully obvious to the whole team."Why didn't you tell me something this important sooner?" Edward demanded, barely holding back his anger."But you didn't ask me about it, Mr. Fowler," the person responded. "At first, you asked about Ms. Smith and her relationship with Mr. At

After hanging up on the call, Hank said, "The project's been secured. The two companies will be developing it together."After hearing that, Adrian narrowed his eyes. He tried to wrap his head around his earlier conversation with Nathan. He wondered why Edward was so furious if the collaboration had been a success. Perhaps Nathan was just feeding him nonsense.The more he thought about it, the more he leaned toward the suspicion that Nathan had lied to him. He sneered at that thought. Even an assistant seemed to think he could play him for a fool. The humiliation was almost unbearable.As their car merged into the flow of traffic on the main road, a phone silently took several pictures of their car from behind a tree on the roadside and sent them off. …Nathan had already finished his investigation in the afternoon. He laid the complete report on Edward's desk. It was confirmed that Hank was involved with Bennett, and they had lunch with Adrian. Hank had been laughing and chattin

"I suggest you come clean. Since you two were only tailing and reporting it to someone else without causing any physical harm, turning yourselves in could reduce your sentence," the police officer advised.The silver handcuffs clinked with each nervous movement. Cornered, with no room to lie, the two men spilled everything. They revealed who hired them, how much they were paid, their daily tasks, and even the documents they exchanged.Another officer took notes throughout the process and concluded that this was the work of a controlling psychopath, someone who wanted to monitor their target's every move. "Ms. Smith, what's your relationship with Edward Fowler?" the police officer asked Macie."He's my ex-husband. We just finalized our divorce last week," Macie responded flatly.Suddenly, it all made sense to the police officers. It was a messy breakup. The ex-husband wasn't willing to let go, so he resorted to obsessive surveillance. It was no wonder she divorced him."Since you

Edward shouted, "I can explain! Please just hear me out…" His voice lost its edge, turning desperate and pleading. "I didn't hurt you on purpose in the past. I never meant to hurt you. The burns… that was Sharon's doing, not mine. The fractured tailbone… That was her, too. "She pushed and manipulated me. I dropped you by accident. I never meant to push you… As for the gas poisoning, I didn't even realize there was a gas leak. You know I don't usually go into the kitchen, and when I returned to look for you, you'd already been taken away by the ambulance."He finally said everything he needed to say. He then looked at Macie hopefully. He wasn't expecting her to forgive him; he just wanted her to know he never meant to hurt her on purpose.Macie's expression remained stoic as she stared at Edward coldly. "That time I brought you the hangover soup—even if Sharon was trying to hurt me, what about you? You said all those hurtful things about me and even accused me of trying to harm he

"Yeah. You're right. I used you," Macie said as she turned around, her expression hardening into cold indifference. "So, let's call it even. I won't hold you accountable for breaking my tailbone, and I won't take a single cent of your money."Edward panicked when he heard that. This wasn't the outcome he wanted. He wanted to make Macie feel guilty, to get her to soften her attitude, hoping she might give him a chance to make things right and make up for everything he'd done."You can't do this to me, Macie! You're the one who barged into my life first. Yet now, you're being so cold and heartless," he bellowed after her retreating figure."So, I got exactly what I deserved," Macie shot back. Her voice was cold, and she didn't look at him. "Or do you think it wasn't enough because you haven't completely ruined me yet?"Edward's heart clenched and twisted painfully after hearing that. "I told you… I never wanted to kill you. The gas poisoning was a misunderstanding…" he choked out.