Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Regret: Rise Of The Boss Lady : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Megan’s POVI didn’t know how long I had been holding on to Kai.Time felt strange — stretched, blurred — like my body had only just realized the weight it had been carrying for days was finally gone. My arms were wrapped tightly around him, my face pressed against his chest, and for a moment, I forgot where we were. I forgot the court, the elders,the eyes still watching us.All I could feel was him.The steady rise and fall of his chest. His warmth.God.I almost said I love you.The realization hit me so fast I stiffened slightly, my heart slamming hard against my ribs. I swallowed it down quickly, biting the inside of my cheek as if that would push the words back where they belonged.Not now.Not like this.“You did it,” I mumbled instead, my voice muffled against him. “You really did it.”Kai didn’t answer immediately. His arms tightened around me just a little, grounding me, before he gently pulled back. One of his hands came up, tilting my face upward so I had no choice but to m

Megan’s POVAfter winning a political battle with someone like Joe, the next important thing was closure.Winning in public did not mean I was free.It only meant the war had entered another stage.Joe was not the type of man who accepted defeat easily. He never had been. Even when he lost, he always found a way to make the other person suffer. That was how he lived. That was how he breathed.So weeks later, after Victoria Hales had successfully finished preparing the divorce papers, I made up my mind.I was going to serve Joe the papers myself.Not through messengers.Not through lawyers.Not through guards.My hands needed to be the ones that gave him the final blow.“Megan…” Kai called softly as I adjusted my coat.He stood a few steps away from me, his arms folded, his face tense. I could see the worry written clearly in his eyes. Kai always tried to hide his concern, but when it came to me, he never succeeded.“Are you sure you can do this alone?” he asked.His voice was calm, bu

Joe’s POVIf someone had told me that the next time Don Julian would ask to see me, it would be at a school, I would have laughed in their face.A goddamn school.Of all places.Kids ran around everywhere, shouting, laughing, chasing each other like their lives depended on it. Small bodies, loud mouths, pure chaos. The kind of place I avoided like a disease.I stood by the gate, hands in my pockets, staring at the building like it had personally offended me.“What are we doing here?” I asked as I walked up to Don Julian’s car.He was seated comfortably in the back seat, relaxed, calm, like this was the most normal thing in the world. As if we weren’t surrounded by children and teachers and cartoon drawings on the walls.He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he motioned to the driver, and the door opened smoothly. Don Julian stepped out slowly, adjusting his coat, his cane tapping the ground as he straightened.“What do you think?” he said calmly. “We’re here to do charity work.”I bl

Joe’s POV“Cole!”The other twin—Ethan, I realized—grabbed his brother’s arm firmly, his small fingers tightening with surprising authority. “We’re not supposed to tell strangers.”The word struck harder than I expected. Strangers. It hit me with the weight of someone throwing stones at glass I didn’t know was fragile.I let out a short, humorless laugh, straightening where I leaned against Don Julian’s sleek Maybach. “Strangers?” I echoed, my jaw tightening. “That’s a bit harsh, don’t you think? Especially when you’ve been spending so much time with my father.”Ethan didn’t relax. If anything, he shifted closer to Cole, placing himself half a step in front of him, as though instinctively shielding his brother. That natural caution—automatic, unthinking—pricked something in me I hadn’t anticipated.Don Julian crouched slowly, resting both hands lightly on the handle of his cane. His movements were measured, deliberate, yet careful, almost like he didn’t want to disturb the fragile bal

Megan’s POV“Woahhh!”Cole’s voice bounced off the high ceiling the moment we stepped inside Kai’s mansion, the sound echoing back at him like the house itself was answering.Ethan stopped right behind him, one foot still hovering mid-step, his mouth parting slowly as his eyes traveled upward. He didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there, taking it all in, his gaze moving from the wide marble floors to the long staircase curving gently to the upper level, then to the tall glass walls that reflected the dim, cool lighting.For a moment, neither of them moved.I closed the door behind us and laughed softly, the sound small compared to the space we stood in.“Easy,” I said, dropping my bag by the console table. “You’d think you’ve never seen a big house before.”“This isn’t just big,” Cole said, turning around in a slow circle. “This is… really BIG.”Ethan finally found his voice. “It’s dark,” he said, awe dripping from every word. “And cool. Like… like a secret base.”“Batman’s