All Chapters of The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Aria's POVI followed behind Flora, clutching the cardboard box in my arms as we walked through the long hallway.I could feel the eyes on me from every direction—some were whispering, others didn't even bother hiding their stares."This is Aria Vale. She'll be working in your department this month." Flora introduced me with a practiced tone before quickly turning on her heel and walking away.The department supervisor who had been smiling stiffly dropped the act the moment she left.Without saying a word, he walked off, leaving me standing there like a misplaced object.The edge of the box dug painfully into my arms. The entire floor seemed to freeze.Everyone kept their heads down, immersed in their work, unwilling to spare me even a glance.The silence was suffocating. I took a deep breath, gathered what was left of my courage, and knocked on the supervisor's office door."Excuse me… Could you tell me where my desk is?"He didn't even look up. His fingers clattered across the keybo

Aria's POVThe sight of Chad standing by my father's bedside made me freeze.He looked thinner, but those gentle eyes hadn't changed.For a moment, it almost felt like nothing had happened—that we were back to where we'd started."Aria…" He stepped toward me, voice careful, almost hesitant. "I just got back from my assignment. Are you… okay?"So he knew. About that night."I'm fine." I forced a polite smile, my fingers unconsciously twisting the strap of my purse.The smile was cordial—but distant enough to draw a line.Chad didn't press.I turned to my father. "Dr. Harlan said you're good to be discharged. I came to get the paperwork done.""Finally! I can't wait to go home." Dad's voice was full of excitement.Once the discharge papers were signed and everything was arranged, I returned to help Dad pack.Chad stayed to lend a hand, and before I could object, he came home with us.At the house, I helped Dad get settled in, then handed Chad a pair of slippers before ducking into the k

Aria's POVBack in my room, exhaustion clung to my body, but sleep was nowhere to be found.I lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling for a while before throwing off the covers and stepping onto the balcony, hoping the cool night air could sweep away the chaos in my mind.Just as my fingers brushed the curtain, a flash of metal caught my eye—a familiar car parked beneath the streetlight.And leaning against it… a man I could never mistake.Kane.My breath caught. My heart pounded so hard it echoed in my ears like war drums.I didn't think.My body moved on instinct. Barefoot, I bolted from the room and down the stairs, flinging the front door open.But the street was empty—just a few drifting leaves caught in the wind.He came… and left.Without a word. Without a trace.Why? Why bother coming if he wasn't going to see me? Was it a mistake? Or… did he already decide he didn't want me anymore?My legs gave out as I sank onto the stone bench by the gate, wrapping my arms around myself

Aria's POVThe moment I pushed the door open, a wave of silence hit me like a tidal surge.The cold metal of the doorknob bit into my skin, and the sensor light flickered on, illuminating the empty hallway with a sterile glow."Kane?" My voice echoed through the vast, lifeless house.No answer.He wasn't here.The air was still. Cold. Void of his presence.Even his scent—once comforting and familiar—had all but faded.Panic clawed its way up my throat as I raced to the bedroom. I threw myself onto the bed and buried my face in his pillow, desperate to cling to the faint trace of him still lingering there.I ripped open the wardrobe and grabbed one of his shirts, slipping it on like a second skin.The fabric brushed against my bruised arms, but the comfort I once found in his scent—his touch—was gone."Why..." I curled up in the corner of the room, nails digging into my palms until they drew blood.My tears fell freely, splattering against the hardwood floor with a sickening finality.

Aria's POVThat kiss was possessive and deep, like a dam finally breaking after being held back for too long.My first instinct was to pull away, but Kane's hand cradled the back of my head, holding me in place.I gave in, letting myself drown in the heat of it all.I should've known better—when it came to Kane, I had no defenses."Kane…" I whispered his name, barely audible between our breaths.He didn't respond.Instead, his arms tightened around me, pulling me impossibly close, as if he could anchor both of us with that embrace.I wrapped my arms around his waist, clinging to this fleeting moment of warmth. But then—Bang, bang, bang!A sharp knock on the door sliced through the atmosphere like ice water down my spine.Kane tensed immediately. In one smooth motion, he pulled the blanket over me and sat up, his expression wiped clean of any tenderness."Come in," he sai