All Chapters of Who's the One Regretting Now?: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

"Mr. Fowler might be pretending, but it's also possible he was genuinely shaken by what you said last night," Nolan said.He continued, "He has worked hard to grow and to inherit the company. He wouldn't just hand it over to Mr. Adrian. And there's Mr. Bennett, the one responsible for his mother's death. Sometimes, hatred can overcome everything."Yosef pressed his lips together, considering those words. Indeed, he couldn't underestimate how much Edward hated Bennett and his family.Watching his so-called enemies gain fame and fortune while he was left with nothing—there was no way Edward was truly okay with that, not in his heart.So the real question was: why was Edward suddenly so cooperative this time? What was he really after?"What worries me is that he's just bottling it all up, pretending he's fine—until it all blows up and spirals out of control." Yosef sighed sorrowfully. He could say harsh things, but his worry was genuine. He truly feared the day Edward's bottled-up em

Checking the calendar, Sean realized that it was Friday, which meant that the next day would be Saturday.Last weekend, he had deliberately teased Macie with a joke, yet she had taken it seriously and was actually preparing to cook for him.A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips before he even realized it. He launched their chat and sent her a reply.At the supermarket, Macie heard her phone chime. She picked it up and hesitated when she saw the message. It read, "Anything's fine. I'll eat whatever you make."She stopped walking and pursed her lips. She typed a reply, then deleted it. In the end, she simply asked what foods he avoided. It was possible someone wouldn't know what they wanted to eat, but surely they would know what they didn't.But he simply replied, "I'm not picky."Macie was momentarily speechless. How about flavor preferences? She was sure that he had to have a preference for something. She wondered if he liked foods that were mild, spicy, sour, sweet, or

"My apartment number is 803," Sharon said. As the security guard checked the system, she assumed he'd let her through. But to her surprise, he said, "The resident for 803 is listed as Lexie Linton. There's no record of you in the system."His words hit Sharon like a slap.What did he mean that she wasn't on the resident list? Had the company accidentally deleted her information? She'd only been gone two weeks. She was sure that Rebecca had told the director. And why the hell was her place under Lexie's name?A rush of confusion and fury surged through her. She couldn't get inside, and the guard wouldn't let her through the gate. Sharon decided to call Rebecca and give her a piece of her mind. But before she could dial the number, sharp heels clicked nearby, followed by smug laughter and a taunting voice."Hey, isn't that Sharon, the future Mrs. Fowler?" one of the models, Zoe Chanse, said."Just got out of prison after serving your time? I guess Mr. Fowler didn't care enough t

As sirens wailed in the distance, Sharon looked up. Her hands trembled, and her palms had gone numb."You're finished, Sharon. The police are here," Zoe jeered."Yeah. Get ready to pay for the hospital bills, aesthetic damage fees, and emotional distress damages. And don't forget the assault charges. You're going straight back to jail," Bianca chimed in.Sharon didn't even look at them. She just turned and ran.Zoe, Bianca, and the security guard stood frozen in shock. Once they snapped out of it, they ran after Sharon."You think you can just run away? Get back here!" one of them yelled.The two models could barely run in their heels, and the guard quickly pulled ahead. But Sharon had already hit the street and darted through a red light.Car horns blared as drivers hit the brakes and cursed out their windows. The chaos brought traffic to a standstill and blocked the security guard from going further.As Sharon disappeared into the distance, the guard could do nothing but turn

Even after 20 years, the emerald still gleamed with a rich green luster, and the circle of natural diamonds around it sparkled brilliantly.If Sharon hadn't needed the money so badly, she'd probably have kept it hidden a bit longer. But this time, it served its purpose. Everything she had now was because of her own hard work. She took a deep breath to calm the excitement inside her, held the box close, and drifted off to sleep.…The next day was a beautiful Saturday. After breakfast, Macie started marinating the ingredients for lunch. She planned to make lemon pepper chicken wings, grilled sirloin steak, garlic butter shrimp, and shrimp and corn chowder.She figured that three dishes and a soup should be enough to satisfy Sean, and it wouldn't make her look like a cheapskate. By 11:30 am, everything was ready. Charlie called to say that he would be there in 15 minutes.While filling up the rice, Macie figured that one serving wouldn't be enough for Sean since the inner pot of