All Chapters of Regret After Wife Wants Divorce : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A light drizzle began to fall that night. The sky over Bali looked gray, as if mirroring the weight in Vania’s heart. She sat alone on the back terrace of the villa, lit only by the dim glow of the garden lights. Her laptop glowed in front of her, still replaying the same video.> “I just wanted to get you back, Dev... So I pretended to be pregnant. It was all a lie. Even the clinic letter was fake.”Lyra’s voice echoed like a curse in her ears. Vania closed her eyes, holding her breath, but the tightness in her chest remained. Her hand covered her mouth, trying to stifle the sob that threatened to escape.“Dev...” she whispered, brokenly.Only now did she realize—Devandra hadn’t lied. Every doubt, every rejection, every angry word she’d thrown at him had been misplaced. And now that the truth was out, Vania was left with one painful regret:Why hadn’t she trusted him from the start?Her sobs broke free, beyond her control. She rested her forehead on her knees and wept in silence. In

“I made this just for you, Van. Honey-roasted chicken—your favorite, right?”Revaldo beamed as he carried a tray of food to the villa’s dining table.Vania forced a smile. “Yeah, you still remember,” she replied flatly, suppressing the unease rising in her chest.“How could I forget?” Revaldo said, pulling out a chair for her. “You used to eat this all the time when you were stressed at work. Now, let me be the one to ease your mind, okay?”Vania sat down slowly. Her face tightened, though she tried hard to hide it. Revaldo had been too sweet lately. Too attentive. Too perfect—and that was exactly what made Vania feel suffocated.Behind that gentle smile was a gaze that never left her. Footsteps that always followed. Even when she went to the kitchen just to get a glass of water, Revaldo would stand and ask, “Thirsty, Van? Let me get that for you.”At first, the attention felt comforting. But now, it felt like an invisible snare tightening more with each passing day.“Do you like it?”

“Vania, what’s going on with you lately? You’ve been staying up so late.”Claudine—the elderly housekeeper who had become like family in Revaldo’s villa—handed Vania a cup of warm tea.“Your eyes are swollen. You haven’t been sleeping, have you?”Vania gave a faint smile and shook her head. “I just… can’t sleep.”She glanced at her laptop screen before closing it. It was three in the morning, and her mind was still racing—filled with questions, filled with disbelief.Two days had passed since the business party. Since someone whispered to her, “Are you sure you know who Revaldo really is?”And ever since, unease had been growing inside her. Not just because of those words, but because of Revaldo himself—his behavior had become increasingly disturbing. Too perfect. Too manipulative. Too controlling.After Claudine left, Vania opened her laptop again. She cleared her search history from the night before and continued digging. This time, she was more careful. She couldn’t just type “Reva

"Come alone, without a trace. Trust no one. I’ll be waiting at the old warehouse near the north dock. Seven o’clock."That was the last message Vania received from Devandra, just hours after his soft voice faded at the end of the call. Her heart hadn't settled since. Her fingers clutched her phone tightly, as if his voice might return at any moment.Vania sat in the bedroom, trying to act normal. Revaldo was in the shower. This was her only chance.She walked to the closet, pulling out a light coat and a small wallet. Her steps were slow but steady. Her breath caught when she heard the bathroom door creak open. Quickly, she reached into her boots and grabbed the spare car keys she had hidden there since yesterday.“Babe, where are you going?” Revaldo’s voice came from behind the door, casual—but laced with control.Vania turned and gave a faint smile. “To the minimarket. I think we’re out of coffee.”“I’ll go instead.”“No need. I could use the fresh air.” She kissed his cheek lightly

"And now, ladies and gentlemen," the host's voice echoed through the microphone, "we've come to the most special part of tonight's event. A young philanthropist, who is also the main sponsor of this charity gala, would like to share something very important."Standing amidst the elegantly dressed crowd in her sky-blue gown, Vania felt her heart race wildly. Her eyes darted around, searching for Revaldo—but he was already stepping onto the small stage under the spotlight.The lights in the room dimmed. Soft romantic music began to play."No..." Vania whispered, her body tense with dread.Revaldo stood tall with a flawless smile. He wore a sharp black tuxedo, his hair perfectly styled, and his eyes locked onto Vania’s with unwavering focus."Ladies and gentlemen," Revaldo began, his voice confident and smooth, "tonight I don’t just want to contribute to this humanitarian cause—I also want to share a piece of my own happiness." He placed a hand over his chest, then gestured toward someon