All Chapters of The Billionaire Regret After My Goodbye: Chapter 721 - Chapter 730

Because Frank had insisted again and again, Mona gave up the idea of quitting.Still, after everything that had happened, her appetite was gone. Even when Frank tried to take her out to dinner, she refused.Seeing how exhausted she looked, Frank told her to take advantage of her day off and rest in her dorm. He promised to come back that evening to eat with her.He had work to do in the afternoon, and Mona urged him to grab lunch before heading off. Only then did he finally leave.But as Frank stepped out of the dorm building, he overheard a few nurses talking.Their words were even nastier than what Mona had heard before. He knew they were twisting the truth just because Mona had been targeted.***That afternoon, Frank set things straight. He had his own people spread the word that Mona was his girlfriend.When he caught two nurses saying otherwise, he publicly scolded them and made it very clear: anyone who gave Mona trouble would be answering to him.Frank’s tough stance worked. T

“An herbalist?” Mona sat on her bed, phone in hand, frowning at Jamie’s explanation.She had mentioned wanting to learn how to identify herbs before—since the area around the village was full of wild plants, many of which people didn’t recognize. Mona had hoped that if she learned, she could teach the villagers and help them earn a little extra income.But she hadn’t expected Frank to actually arrange a meeting with an herbalist so soon. Honestly, she’d only brought it up because she’d been checking out books on medicinal plants from the library, which had caught Frank’s attention.“Yeah! That’s why you need to get here fast. Frank’s furious!” Jamie whined. “If I’d known it would be like this, I never would’ve come. You didn’t see him just now—he was terrifying!”When Jamie hung up, Mona’s thoughts still lingered on the herbalist.If their roles were reversed, she figured she’d probably be angry too.Realizing her mistake, she moved quickly. She didn’t even bother with the bus—she fla

“You just don’t get it!” Jamie huffed, glaring at Mona in frustration. “Liking someone—even if he doesn’t like you back, even if he doesn’t even know you like him—that feeling alone can be happiness.”“Really?” Mona murmured to herself, then looked at Jamie curiously. “So… what does it actually feel like, liking someone?”Jamie, pleased to finally have the upper hand, straightened with a smug little smile.She spun across the garden path, graceful as she plucked a flower and lifted it to her lips, smiling as though she were on stage.“When I think about Frank, I wonder what he’s doing, if he’s okay, if he’s thinking about me, or if he’s with someone else. My mind is just full of him, all the time.”She let the flower drop and twirled again, moving to another bloom and bending down to breathe in its scent.“All day long, I picture him. I daydream about what he might be doing, and I replay every little moment we’ve had together.”Jamie danced through the flowers like a ballerina, weavin

Frank’s sudden lean-in made Mona tense up against the car door like a startled cat.“Am I that scary?” His eyes narrowed, brows lifting as he asked the question.Mona swallowed hard and shook her head quickly.“But you are afraid of me.” His voice dipped, carrying a faint edge of hurt.“I—I’m not,” Mona stammered, cursing herself for sounding so weak.“Really?” Frank’s dark eyes locked on hers, steady and piercing, as though he could see straight through her chest and into her heart. The intensity made her shiver.Unable to admit she was lying, Mona forced herself to nod.Frank blinked slowly, then asked, “Then why did you move out without telling me?”As he spoke, he leaned in even closer. They were already close, but now their noses were nearly touching.His breath fanned across her cheek, warm and intimate, making her feel as though he could kiss her at any second if he wanted to.The thought alone sent her pulse racing, and she instinctively tried to retreat, leaning back against

Frank was sulking, but since Mona couldn’t find another piece of clothing for him, he had no choice but to put up with the oversized sweatshirt.When he headed for a shower, Mona froze in disbelief as she watched him casually pull a pair of boxers from her dresser drawer and carry them into the bathroom.“Frank! Why the hell are there men’s boxers in my dresser?!” she shouted through the door, her voice echoing in outrage.She remembered earlier that evening when he’d smugly mentioned buying “personal things” at the store. So this was what he meant?!“Of course I put them there,” Frank replied smugly from inside, his tone as brazen as ever. “I figured I might be staying the night, so I grabbed a pack at the store.”Sure enough!Mona ground her teeth. “And why the hell are there six pairs in there?”Different colors. Different patterns.Six pairs in total. All neatly folded right next to her clothes. The sight had made her twitch all over.“I need spares, don’t I?” Frank said matter-of