All Chapters of Regret After Wife Wants Divorce : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“I don’t want to hear any more excuses, Adrian!” Vania slapped away the man’s hand as he tried to stop her at the doorway of her best friend Nadia’s house. Her breath was still ragged, her face flushed with anger. “Do you think I’m blind? I saw her myself—walking out of that hotel with him.”Adrian took a deep breath, his eyes sharp with seriousness. “Vania, just listen to me first. You need to know everything before you make a decision you’ll regret.”Vania spun around, glaring at him with eyes full of fury. “What else do I need to know, huh? That Devandra hasn’t changed? That he’ll always hurt me?”“No.” Adrian’s voice was firm, though there was a faint tremor in it. “You need to know that this… is not what it looks like.”Vania narrowed her eyes, curiosity beginning to chip away at her anger. Adrian glanced around, making sure no one was listening, then pushed the door shut. He walked to the dining table and set down a thick folder.“Karen isn’t just his ex, Vania. She’s poison,” A

The clinking of spoons and forks against porcelain plates echoed again and again in the Luis family’s dining room. The crystal chandelier bathed the room in a warm glow, yet the atmosphere was cold—far too cold to be called a family dinner.Vania sat at the far end of the long table, trying to keep her face composed. The plate before her was barely touched. She stared at the cream soup cooling in front of her, but her mind was far away—still replaying the vicious argument she’d had with Devandra just hours earlier.“I heard from Livia…” Mrs. Rika’s voice cut through the silence. “You two fought again, didn’t you?”Vania lifted her head. “That’s a private matter, Ma.”Mrs. Rika leaned back in her chair, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Oh, of course. But you know, marriage isn’t just a private matter when your family has to bear the shame.”“There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Vania replied softly, trying to keep her tone in check.“Nothing to be ashamed of?” Mrs. Rika’s voice rose h

“I don’t understand… why are you being this nice to me?”Vania looked at the man in front of her, her voice soft but laced with suspicion. Her hands were still wrapped around the hot coffee she’d bought from a small café near the park.The man—whom she’d only met a few days ago in front of her family’s house—gave a faint smile.“Because you look like someone who needs a friend. And besides, not everyone has bad intentions, Vania.”Vania fell silent. His words hit something deep inside her. She had been betrayed too many times to trust so easily. Especially after Devandra and Karen… and the family who had cornered her instead of defending her.The man, who had introduced himself as Rafael, had warm eyes. Warm… but somehow also filled with mystery. Every time he spoke, there was a subtle hint that he knew more than he was letting on.“Thank you,” Vania finally replied, glancing away. “But I’d rather not drag anyone else into my business.”Rafael chuckled softly. “I’m not getting involve

The streetlights flickered, and the night air pierced her skin. Vania walked alone, crossing the empty sidewalk. The sound of her footsteps echoed, bouncing off the walls of vacant buildings. In her hand was only a small purse, but her mind and heart felt heavier than anything she carried.Why am I still here? she thought repeatedly. Why haven’t I left all of this behind yet?Suddenly, from the end of the street, two men appeared. Their faces were mostly covered by hoodies, and their steps slowed as they neared her.“Hey… you look pretty, walking alone at night,” one of them said, his voice raspy.Vania tensed up, quickening her pace, but the two men started following her.“Come hang out with us for a bit,” the other one said, grinning.Vania’s heart raced. She glanced over her shoulder, the gap between them closing. Her hand reached for her phone in her bag, but before she could dial emergency, one of them grabbed her arm.“Let go!” Vania yelled, struggling to break free.“Don’t make

“Livia, we need to talk. Now.”Vania’s voice was cold, without a trace of small talk. Her steps were brisk as she entered her stepsister’s room, making Livia—who had been touching up her lipstick in front of the mirror—startled.“Big sis… what the hell? You could’ve knocked,” Livia tried to smile as if nothing was wrong, but her eyes flickered nervously.Vania slammed the door shut, deliberately loud. “I’m not wasting time. I know you’re involved in whatever’s going on with Karen and Mom.”For a second, Livia froze. Her hand stopped mid-stroke with the red lipstick. “What are you talking about?” she asked with a small, fake laugh.Vania stepped closer, locking eyes with her stepsister. “Drop the act, Liv. I have the documents. Your name is on the list of recipients for transfers from Mom’s secret account.”Livia frowned. “That doesn’t mean anything. Maybe it’s just—”“Don’t even try to deny it!” Vania cut her off, her tone rising. “Do you think I’m stupid? All of this—Devandra, his pr