All Chapters of His Regret: Rise Of The Boss Lady : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

**** Joe’s POV****I stormed out of Raven Vogue with my jaw tight, my chest still heaving from embarrassment I refused to accept. The moment the doors shut behind me, I dragged a palm through my hair and just stood there for a second, staring into nothing. I couldn’t believe what had just played out in there. I expected a slap. Shouting. Maybe her usual cold glare. But being thrown to the ground like some untrained rookie? Never in my damn life.My phone vibrated in my pocket. I didn’t check it. Probably Carl asking if everything went smoothly. Smoothly my foot.I walked straight to the car where Carl waited behind the wheel, arms crossed and sunglasses on even though the sun was hiding behind clouds.The moment he saw me, he smirked. “So…? Did she fall into your arms and cry tears of joy? Did she ask you to take her back? Did the universe shift?”I opened the car door and dropped into the backseat with a wince I tried to hide. “Drive.”Carl’s smirk vanished. “Why are you sitting like

****Megan’s POV****The room was quiet when I walked in. Machines made tiny beeping sounds every few seconds. And there she was… the woman I remembered always keeping perfect hair and perfect makeup… now lying there with her gray strands scattered across the pillow, her skin pale, her lips chapped, her hands trembling slightly even in sleep.She looked… small.Fragile.Human.It startled me how quickly old memories tried to drag me back—memories I spent years trying to bury. Her looking away while my father yelled. Her ignoring me when Miranda shoved me aside. Her silence when I cried and begged not to be treated so poorly…I swallowed hard and sat beside her, not trusting my voice, not trusting my emotions. I didn’t even know why I came. Maybe curiosity. Maybe anger. Maybe that tiny foolish hope that she would explain everything… though I knew nothing could undo the pain she helped create.Time blurred. I didn’t know how long I sat there until the doctor came in, flipping through pap

****Megan’s POV****The waiting room felt colder than it should. Maybe it was just me, sitting there with my head bent toward the floor, staring at the same half-cracked tile I’d been looking at for the last ten minutes. My mind was loud, but everything around me felt too quiet. I didn’t even hear Kai walk up until his shadow fell over me.“Are you okay?” he asked, voice low but firm, like he already knew the answer wasn’t yes.I lifted my head a little. He looked tall from down here — tall and too calm for the storm rolling in my chest.“I’m okay,” I whispered, even though my breath shook at the end.He raised a brow. “You don’t sound okay. I’ll go get you water or something.”I lifted my hand to stop him, but he was already walking away with those long, purposeful strides of his. I didn’t have the energy to call him back. Moments later, I heard his footsteps again. He crouched right in front of me, close enough that I could see the faint crease between his brows.He opened the bottl

****Megan’s POV****The headache hit me like a brick to the skull.Not a soft tap— no, this one slammed straight into me like it had been waiting at the door all night, counting down the seconds until I opened my eyes.I winced and pressed my palm against my forehead. My vision was still blurry, like the darkness of the room refused to leave. The curtains were closed and the AC was humming softly. For a second, I thought I was still dreaming.But the dizziness?Oh no. That was very real.I had slept through the night, untouched, undisturbed. Yet I felt like I’d been hit by a car and dragged through concrete.The memories of last night crawled back slowly.Kai had dropped me off at home. I didn’t even remember how I got inside. I had wandered straight to the shower like a drunk idiot, letting the water slap some life into me. And then… and then I had done one thing I didn’t regret at all.I called my secretary.I made sure Joe’s outfit was ready for the event. I ordered it delivered. A

****Joe’s POV****I broke the speed limit between my building and Megan’s fashion store, one hand gripping the wheel, the other wrapped around the ghost of Kai’s throat.If he wanted to play with my life, my wife, my father…Fine.We’d play by my rules now.But first—I needed one thing.A truth.Just one.Was Megan in on his game?The Megan I knew years ago—soft, fragile, naive—she wasn’t capable of scheming. But people changed. Pain changed them. Neglect changed them. And maybe I had made her colder too.I refused to believe she’d betray me.But tonight, everything felt possible.I pulled into the store’s private parking, stepped out, slammed the door a little too hard, and walked in with the kind of anger that made the walls breathe.The receptionist blocked my path like she’d suddenly developed courage.“I’m sorry, Mr. J, but you can’t go in.”I blinked slowly. “Megan and I have an appointment. Have you forgotten that?”“Well… she cancelled everything.” She winced, like saying it p