All Chapters of Who's the One Regretting Now?: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Edward's brows furrowed even deeper at Alice's words. He sternly clarified, "Ms. Hart, please watch your words. Don't make baseless accusations."Alice found his reaction amusing. "Oh? Then why are you two holding hands? I even saw the trending news this morning."Edward glanced down, realizing that Sharon had linked arms with him. He immediately shook her off.Sharon nearly ground her teeth in frustration, though she kept a smile on her face. Nevertheless, she shot a glare at Alice, the troublemaker who was stirring things up."Trending news is nothing but rumors, Ms. Hart. You shouldn't believe everything you read online," Edward said, his tone growing colder.Alice let out a scoff. She thought that Edward was clearly more than just slightly drunk. Otherwise, how else could he say something so self-righteous when the evidence was right in front of him?"Your little sweetheart is wearing the nine-million-dollar necklace, isn't she? Next time, if you want to deny something, at le

Edward obediently followed Sharon and got into the cab.Meanwhile, at the next intersection, Macie declined Julian's offer to tour the company in advance, opting to wait for Alice instead. When the red sports car pulled up, she quickly got in."You're unbelievable, May! When I mentioned Julian, you acted like you wanted nothing to do with him, but then you happily hopped into his car just to talk to him longer," Alice teased.Macie had no words to defend herself. Bracing herself, she explained, "It was only for a few minutes. We barely had time to say anything.""Yeah, but that's enough time to sneak in a few kisses." Alice smirked.Macie fell silent."Come on, spill. What did you two talk about? If you don't tell me, I'll just make up my own version," Alice pressed.With a helpless smile, Macie sighed. "I swear, we only talked about work."The two women bickered playfully on the way home.The cab stopped outside a luxury hotel. Sharon helped Edward toward the entrance, but he

Caught in his own contradictions, Edward wrestled internally, torn between frustration and self-inflicted torment.In the end, anger won out. His face darkened as he wiped the coffee spill from his lips."Macie sure has grown some nerve. Four days in a row with this attitude. Has she forgotten who she is?" Edward scoffed under his breath. "With that temper, any other family would've kicked her out long ago. She has no family background and still doesn't know how to hold on to her place as Mrs. Fowler."If she won't even open her mouth to talk properly, what's the point of having one? This was all her fault, yet she acts like the whole world owes her something."Nathan, standing nearby, silently observed Edward, who had now fully transformed into a bitter, complaining husband. His lips twitched as he stared at the ceiling, barely restraining his disbelief.Every word Edward spoke was full of resentment and disdain. Yet, this was the same man who had spent his entire drunken afterno

Edward pursed his lips, debating with himself for several minutes. Finally, he decided to head home. He didn't know why Macie wasn't answering his calls. He wondered if it was because she didn't have her phone or if she had blocked his number. Edward had bought her a new phone. If it wasn't at home, it meant that she was using it. If she were using it, then it seemed that she had indeed deliberately blocked him. That would give him something to confront her about, at least.But if she wasn't using her new phone, how had she been managing at the hospital all these days? Edward pondered if Macie had been using her computer instead.He returned to their apartment feeling slightly hopeful. He took the elevator up, stepped inside, and headed straight for the guest bedroom. The door wasn't locked. He pushed it open and froze. The bed was stripped bare. There were no sheets or pillows, just a bare mattress staring back at him. Edward's heart skipped a beat and then began to race.

Edward wondered when he had signed the divorce agreement. Macie never gave him any documents! If he had seen it, there was no way he would have signed it. His mind raced, trying to figure out where things had gone wrong. He sensed something amiss as he rubbed the piece of paper between his fingers. The signature didn't have the texture of ink. It was… Edward held it up to the light, squinting. A photocopy?He rubbed it again, confirming that it was indeed a copy. His initial panic subsided, quickly replaced by a fresh wave of anger. "Macie! You lunatic! You faked a photocopy to mess with me!" Edward snarled through gritted teeth. He had thought that it was a real divorce agreement with his actual signature. It turned out to be just a prank! All that panic and confusion for nothing. Wait, no. Edward wasn't panicking. He was just angry and confused about when he supposedly signed it! Edward stood up and glared at the shredded pieces on the floor. In a fit of rage, he stomp