All Chapters of The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Gabriella's POVI stormed into the house like a whirlwind, not even bothering to say hello. Straight up the stairs. Thankfully, only the maids were around this time of day—and they knew better than to speak to me. I've made it abundantly clear I don't regard them as anything more than background noise.Once in my room, I hurled my purse to the floor and bolted into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me and locking it. The faucet screeched as I turned it to full blast, the sound of rushing water drowning out my pounding heart.I scrubbed my hands violently, as if I could wash away something vile—something rotten clinging to my skin.I knew exactly what was happening between ATTA and ACE. Kane was leading the charge, forcing ACE into retreat after retreat. It was a massacre, and I knew exactly who was behind it.Aria.She's back.After she fled from ATTA, I thought I'd finally have some peace. But Kane...he's still fighting for her. Still protecting her.God, I could scream. She ran

Aria's POVI never expected Kane to come back.But when I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, a wave of warmth flooded my chest before I could stop it.He lifted the lid off the tray and brought it to my bedside."Even if you're not hungry, you should eat a little," he said gently.The aroma hit me instantly—warm, savory, comforting. The presentation was beautiful, too. My stomach growled loudly, echoing through the quiet room like a betrayal.I turned my head away, cheeks burning with embarrassment.I didn't know how to face Kane anymore. Part of me wanted to be close to him, the other part wanted to run. My heart felt like it was being pulled in opposite directions, leaving me breathless with confusion.He scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought it to my lips. I meant to refuse, I really did. But something about his quiet patience, the gentle kindness in his eyes, broke down my defenses. I opened my mouth

Kane's POVThe room was silent. Aria had finally fallen asleep, her complexion much better than when she'd first been admitted.I stood by the bed, staring at her peaceful face, a mix of frustration and helplessness simmering in my chest.Part of me wanted to pinch her hard, just to vent my irritation. But I couldn't bring myself to wake her.With a sigh, I dragged a chair over and sat down, gently covering her small hand with mine. Every now and then, I couldn't resist giving it a light squeeze.Honestly, having her asleep wasn't so bad. At least she wasn't arguing with me, and I could sneak in a little affection without getting an eye roll in return.But I truly didn't get it. Aria looked so sweet, spoke so softly...yet her temper? Stubborn as a damn mule.She hadn't spoken to me properly in days. Didn't she feel suffocated keeping everything bottled up?She probably thought I hadn't noticed how she sometimes stared at me, pr

Gabriella's POVEverything had changed.He never used to treat me like this. No matter how much I threw a fit, he would always hold it in, never once yelling at me in front of others.But now? He actually hit me—for that woman?"You hit me?" I screamed. "You hit me for some pathetic bitch?!"I tried to lunge at Aria again, but he shoved me to the ground. I fell hard, staring up at him in shock. My heart dropped."She's nothing! And you hit me for her? I'm your fiancée! We're family! And yet you treat me like I'm the outsider?!"My jaw clenched, my voice shaking with rage. Tears threatened to fall."You slept with her behind my back and I didn't even make a scene. But now you're hitting me over her? Kane, is that what it takes to make you happy—breaking me completely?""Have you forgotten?" I hissed. "Our engagement was arranged since we were kids! No one else gets to be your wife but me!"My whole body trembled with fury. I pointed at him, my voice rising."You warned me not to embarr

Gabriella's POVThe day I got back from the hospital, I trashed everything in my room I could get my hands on.I didn't leave the room for four days straight. I shut myself in completely. My parents, Burnell and Mandy, tried to come see me a few times, but I kicked them out. I wasn't in the mood to explain anything, and I sure as hell didn't want to hear their sympathy.Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, I stared at the faint bruise on my neck. My fingers brushed over it, again and again. It had faded to almost nothing now, but I remembered that moment clearly—Kane's hands around my throat, choking the life out of me.I always knew he had a temper, but I never thought he'd actually come close to killing me.There was nothing in his eyes that day. No love, no hesitation. Just pure, cold fury. I was terrified—not just scared, terrified. The kind of fear that gets into your bones and stays there. Even now, thinking about it sends a chill down my spine.I've been waking up from nig