All Chapters of A Regret too Late: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

Richard met Eleanor's probing stare without the slightest hint of panic. Her eyes were fixed on him, sharp and cold, but his expression only showed a touch of baffled irritation. It was the look of a man tired of being questioned for no reason.He frowned, his tone flat with a trace of disdain. "I did get Maria's invitation, but she's not worth my time. I had a major contract to sign that day. I'm not walking away from a deal worth millions just to show up for her."He chose a lie that was specific yet hard to disprove, instead of an emotional evasion that would only invite more suspicion. His expression and voice fit perfectly with the image of a man who treated his ex-wife's performance as a routine courtesy, and who now wanted nothing more than to distance himself after getting dragged into her "bad luck."Before Eleanor could sift through his words for weaknesses, Jonathan stepped in at exactly the right moment.He tugged at the corner of her outfit and looked up at her wit

Richard stood before the tall window.Outside, the city lights glittered like stars, yet none of their warmth reached his eyes. He stared at his own cold reflection in the glass, his mind racing. Calmly, he talked to Trent behind him, highlighting their enemy's weaknesses. "Eleanor's suspicious by nature, but she's also deeply arrogant. The tighter you lock the doors, the more she's sure you're hiding something, so she won't act rashly. But if you leave a gap that looks easy to slip through, her greed and pride will make her walk right in.""No, that's too risky," Trent responded at once. His injured arm dragged slightly as his voice rose. "What if they don't stick to the plan and just storm the place? Wilson can't take another hit."Richard slowly shook his head. A hunter's calm, sharp light flickered in his eyes. "Relax. She won't. What Eleanor fears the most is leaving any evidence behind. A heavily guarded ICU will only make her think it's a trap. But a setup that looks so

Eleanor let out a soft, deliberate sigh and gently pulled Jonathan away from her leg, then crouched down so she was at eye level with him. Her voice was wrapped in a glow of false kindness as she spoke gently. "Jonathan, listen to me. You can't call Maria awful, or a bad woman anymore."A scene in a similarly fancy living room from the past with Catelyn appeared in her mind. Eleanor had adopted that same act of selflessness and kindness as she talked to Caterlyn, who had been skeptical of her at the start. "Catelyn, don't blame Richard. He married Maria for Jonathan's sake. I don't blame him."Step by step, she had worn down Catelyn's wariness, convincing the woman that she was a simple, kind woman who had been wronged yet still thought of others. She was a perfect victim worthy of the world's sympathy.In the end, Catelyn had become Eleanor's most loyal supporter and most useful tool.Tonight, she was going to use the same trick again."Think about it," Eleanor said, her tone

Late at night, the whole hospital had fallen into a deep silence.Richard's figure, half swallowed by the dark, slipped silently into the corridor outside Maria's VIP ward like a ghost. He didn't go in right away; he simply stood there motionless in front of the door like a man turned to stone and stayed that way for a very long time.He watched the room through the small round window on the door. On the monitor, the steady rise and fall of her heartbeat traced across the screen. Every beat felt like another cut across his own heart. He stared at her face, so pale it was almost like a ghost. His eyes were filled with endless pain, deep longing, and a tenderness buried so deep even he didn't realize it was there.Only after he was sure the corridor was empty, and that the security cameras had swung past and left a blind spot, did he take out a spare keycard from his pocket. He swiped it over the lock without making a sound and snuck inside.A single floor lamp lit up the room; i

After that meticulous search, Eleanor finally let go of the last shred of doubt about how "safe" Maria's VIP ward was.Eleanor pulled over a soft leather couch and sat gracefully beside Maria's bed, crossing her legs. She looked at the woman on the mattress with the calm satisfaction of someone admiring her finest trophy, her eyes scanning Maria as she took in every helpless detail.Under the dim light, Eleanor's smile twisted into something cold and cruel.She leaned in until her mouth was close to Maria's ear. Her voice was as soft as a lover's whisper, but every word was venomous. She began a victor's monologue meant only for herself. "Maria, oh Maria… Do you know what you look like right now? You're like a dog that had its fangs pulled and its spine snapped. All you can do is lie here and wheeze. It's so…pathetic."As she stared at Maria's bloodless face, Eleanor finally let loose all the resentment and jealousy that had been rotting in her chest for years."Seven years! You