All Chapters of Who's the One Regretting Now?: Chapter 541 - Chapter 550

"Mr. Atkins, please don't misunderstand! We didn't bribe anyone in your company, and we didn't bypass protocol. I just forgot to inform your assistant in advance," Nathan quickly explained."Remember when Fowler Group and Brightech Studios finalized their partnership? We had a few visits during that process. To ensure smoother operations, Brightech Studios issued temporary access passes to Fowler Group. It's valid until the project concludes."Julian stared at Nathan. After hearing that, he remembered that there had indeed been such an arrangement. But his expression darkened again as he glared at the uninvited guest behind him."The collaboration was handled entirely by Mr. Zeller. That pass was issued to him, not you, Mr. Fowler!"He was so angry that he nearly called Edward by his full name multiple times. But this was still his company's cafeteria, so he forced himself to hold back."Mr. Zeller also made it very clear that Mr. Fowler would no longer be involved with this proje

Edward's brute force nearly dragged Palmer forward. The latter had to slam his feet down to stop himself, breaking into a cold sweat.He couldn't believe it. Edward didn't even look that bulky. He was indeed tall, but he wasn't particularly built. So, how could he be this strong?As a middle-aged man with a bit of a gut, Palmer weighed a solid 180 pounds, yet he almost couldn't hold Edward back.While still gripping Edward tightly, Palmer wiped at his sweaty forehead and tried to reason with him. "Mr. Fowler, please calm down. Let's talk this through.""Talk my ass! I'm going to split Julian's skull open right now!" Edward roared in rage.Sweat streamed down Palmer's face. Edward wasn't merely angry; his rage, laced with threats and profanity, was something to fear.Palmer didn't dare say more. He feared that if he said the wrong thing, he'd get punched too. So he simply kept tugging and shot pleading glances at Julian and Nathan.Julian didn't respond. Nathan gave a strained sm

Macie's colleague asked, "Macie, did you really divorce Mr. Fowler?"Then, the coworker quickly added, "Ah—no offense! If you don't want to talk about it, that's totally fine…"Macie gave a small nod and calmly replied, "Yes. I had the morning off yesterday for the second court trial."Her answer left her coworker visibly surprised. So this was what a wealthy family's divorce looked like. It was messy enough to require a second trial. It was indeed complicated."Well, divorce is probably for the best anyway. Being a rich man's wife isn't easy. Now that you've got your share of the assets, you can go live it up as a single rich woman. However many male models you want, you can have!" the coworker offered brightly, trying to be supportive.Macie smiled faintly but didn't respond. She didn't care about Edward's money and had no intention of taking a single cent of it.And male models? Please. She wasn't interested.She wasn't just tired. She was utterly, bone-deep exhausted.Yeste

Out of the corner of his eye, Julian caught a glimpse of Macie's phone screen. Her chat page showed 20 unread messages, all from the same person—Sean.As someone Julian had long marked as a love rival, he instantly recognized the profile picture and the unnamed contact.Seeing so many unread messages, Julian could tell that Macie and Sean had been talking frequently and intimately.A wave of bitterness surged in his chest. It was a kind of quiet frustration that he couldn't put into words. He could accept losing to Edward. After all, Macie had known Edward first and harbored feelings for him for over a decade.But he couldn't accept losing to Sean, as he had been by her side far longer. What made Sean more deserving?Perhaps it was the fact that Sean picked Macie up the night before. And now, with all those unread messages, Julian couldn't hold back anymore. "Macie," he began.She turned to him. The phone screen was already off. She had seen the 20 unread messages from Sean but d

Sean's last message to Macie was, "I'm sorry. I apologize."Macie sat in rare silence, her lips pressed together.So it had all been a joke. There was no recording or video. Sean had just been toying with her. It was typical of him, really. That kind of behavior fit him perfectly.Macie stared at the final message on the screen. The quiet apology pulled her thoughts back to that moment at Brightech Studios not long ago. He had pushed her too far back then, and when she finally snapped, he quickly apologized—just like he was doing now.She wondered how someone nearing his 30s could be so emotionally immature.If he were just plain mean, it would've been easier. She could write him off as a bad person and be done with it. But he would always circle back with an apology. And the last time, he even sent an absurdly expensive gift to make up for what he'd done.Macie sat still, her expression blank. She couldn't even find the right words to describe Sean.He was infuriating, though