บททั้งหมดของ Who's the One Regretting Now?: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

In the hallway, Sharon clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. Fuming, she stormed back to her room and began frantically calling Macie. But no matter how many times she dialed, all she got was the same cold, automated voice. She sent messages, but there was no reply. Sharon was on the verge of losing her mind. In the master bedroom, Edward took a cold shower, trying to calm his nerves. He called Nathan again, asking if there had been any progress in finding Macie. When he got the same disappointing answer, he angrily threw his phone across the room. Lying in bed, his eyes wide open, sleep was impossible. Macie had been gone for two nights now. The thought of her possibly being with that other man—kissing him, or worse—made Edward's head feel like it was about to explode. Anger consumed him, burning away any remaining shred of rationality. In the room next door, Sharon couldn't sleep either. Soon, she heard the sound of things being smashed in Edwa

"So you're saying that you didn't go all the way but did everything else?" Nathan summarized bluntly.Edward wanted to argue, but no words came out."Bringing Sharon into your home, treating her like she belongs there, driving her around, giving her extravagant gifts, and the constant headlines, and when the accident happened, you saved her first," Nathan listed, ticking off each point with his fingers."You didn't clear up the misunderstandings or visit Mrs. Fowler. You didn't even care about her while she was in the hospital."Nathan sighed.Edward fell silent, his fists clenched, his teeth gritted. He couldn't find a single word to defend himself."You went too far, Mr. Fowler. If it were anyone else, they would've divorced you by now." Nathan dropped the final bombshell.The word "divorce" seemed to trigger something in Edward.Edward shot up from his chair, sending it flying backward. Nathan flinched, taking a few steps back and swallowing hard."She would never divorce m

Edward's mood was foul all morning because of last night's incident. Nathan had been searching everywhere—citywide, statewide, even nationwide—but there was still no trace of Macie. It had already been three days. "When are you going to find her? Can't you work faster?" Edward finally snapped at Nathan as the workday neared its end. Nathan was at his wit's end. He had exhausted all his resources and still couldn't locate Macie. "Mr. Fowler, maybe you should use your personal connections to track down her new phone number. I can't access that kind of information. It's a privacy issue." Edward's eyes lit up with realization. He immediately started reaching out to contacts in the telecommunications industry, trying to access the database. But the telecom operators weren't privately owned, and no matter how many connections Edward used, he couldn't get through to the top level. After hours of fruitless effort, he slumped into his chair, defeated. He didn't know what else h

Edward would give the divorce agreement to Macie if she wanted it so badly. He wanted to see if she had the guts to take it.He couldn't believe that Macie even dared to fool Yosef. After everything the latter did for her, this was how she repaid him. Edward wondered if she had forgotten that it was only because of his grandfather that Edward married her in the first place. Sharon was still awake, having prepared another meal and waiting for Edward to come home. As soon as he walked through the door, she started to approach him, but he frowned, his expression dark. "Didn't I tell you last night not to do this? Have you packed your things yet? If you're done, I'll have Nathan help you move out." Sharon froze, tears welling up in her eyes. "Edward, are you really that eager to kick me out? Last night and tonight. It's always the same…" Edward pursed his lips briefly before replying, "It's inappropriate for you to stay here. I'm married, and Macie left because of it. So,

As Edward rewatched the videos of Macie from her college days, he found himself drawn to the radiant, talented young woman she had been. He couldn't help but wonder—if Sharon hadn't been in the picture, would he and Macie have naturally fallen in love?And then there was the previous night when Edward had slept in Macie's room. He had laid on her mattress, trying to catch a hint of her scent. She had consumed his thoughts. After finishing his shower, Edward stepped out of the bathroom, the cool air helping to clear his mind. He felt like he had reached a conclusion.It didn't matter if he loved Macie. He didn't want her to leave his sight or slip out of his control. When Edward saw the crumpled divorce agreement by the bed, he walked over, intending to tear it up. But he noticed the watermark and case analysis in the document's body before he could. Edward was speechless. It was a serious printing error. Back in the office, he had been so blinded by anger that he hadn't checked