All Chapters of Who's the One Regretting Now?: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

Sean nodded. After reviewing and signing the last document in his hand, he finally stood up. He washed up, then stepped into the lounge. He noticed Charlie still there, staring at the food in a daze."What's wrong? Do you want to eat too?" Sean raised an eyebrow.Charlie quickly turned around and replied, "No. I'm just impressed by Ms. Smith's cooking. Three dishes and a soup—it all looks and smells amazing."Sean had caught the scent the moment he walked in. Taking a few steps closer, he saw that Macie had truly gone all out.There were chicken wings, steak, shrimp, and even a chowder. He couldn't believe that this was what Macie called a simple meal. He knew that she definitely had put her heart into it.After Charlie left, Sean dropped onto the edge of the couch. His appetite hit him all at once, and his stomach gave a loud growl. He'd never cared much about food. He had always thought that it was just fuel—or something to do at business dinners. But then, everything felt diffe

Edward stared at the messages with fury boiling beneath the surface. He took a deep breath to calm himself before firing back a sharp reply."Sean! Screw your uncle!"He couldn't hold it in anymore. His rage was a mess of jealousy and bitter frustration.Why was Macie cooking for Sean again? And even packing it up in a lunchbox? That wasn't takeout. She had made it herself.Sean was at work. Edward wondered if she had delivered it to him during work hours. He inwardly cursed that fucking bastard. He didn't know what made Sean so special.While Edward unleashed a flurry of furious texts, Sean didn't take the bait. Instead, he quoted Edward's profanity-laced message and replied coolly, "You've got some twisted tastes, Mr. Fowler. My uncle's been dead and cremated for years. Digging up graves isn't a good look—but hey, if you're that desperate, feel free to bow to his headstone."After reading those replies, Edward snapped. He kicked over the flimsy temporary desk."Damn it! That s

Macie felt a chill run down her spine. If she lost the appeal and was forced back into a relationship with Edward, would that be a death sentence?She had never imagined that getting divorced could be this difficult. She thought that the prenup and the first trial's outcome had settled everything. But now, it all felt like a cruel joke.She didn't meet the legal standards that Xavier had listed. There was no evidence of "severe harm" or a pattern of domestic violence. The bone fracture injury was serious, but it wasn't enough.And that was the only injury she'd documented. The blisters on her feet? She'd simply gotten an ointment from the hospital. And technically, that wasn't even Edward's fault. It was Sharon's.That incident with the gas leak was the same. It didn't have anything to do with Edward, either. Security footage supported that claim and showed that it was Sharon.Macie felt like she was trapped underwater, unable to breathe. Her chest tightened as anxiety rose in wav

On the other end of the call, Sean was momentarily speechless after being criticized by Xavier. "I didn't do anything. Macie and I have already made amends. We're on good terms now," he argued."Yeah, sure. Like anyone's buying that," Xavier shot back as he rolled his eyes. "She'd rather sit through a gynecologist appointment than mention your name."Sean pursed his lips and fell silent.He wondered if he was genuinely really that hard to talk to. It was just one simple request. But instead of asking him directly, she'd rather go through all that alone.They had at least made amends. Even if they weren't friends, he was still Alice's brother. So, asking him for help shouldn't have been out of the question."So quit making excuses," Xavier said bluntly. "Even if you've supposedly turned over a new leaf, she still flinches at your name. That says it all."Sean was silent for a moment. "I'll talk to her myself," he finally said."Hey, no, don't do it," Xavier interjected. "Just do

Sean sent the recently unblocked contact a photo with a simple question. His text read, "You used to have dinners like this too, right?"On the other end, Edward instantly responded with his own message. It read, "Go to hell! You son of a bitch! Eat all you want and choke on it. I hope you get food poisoning and end up in a box by tomorrow."While looking at the malicious words that were about to overflow the screen, Sean just blinked in surprise. He wondered if that reaction was really called for. Did he step on Edward's tail or something? After all, it was just a question. Sean hadn't even meant it as a flex but just a casual inquiry. But clearly, Edward had taken it the wrong way and wasn't letting up since he was still firing off insults like a madman.Sean might've humored him earlier at lunch, but he wasn't in the mood now. He couldn't be bothered to argue with a guy throwing tantrums like a middle schooler, so he simply blocked him again.He shook his head at the thought.