Alle Kapitel von A Regret too Late: Kapitel 651 – Kapitel 660

Under the overpass, a nauseating stench hung in the air in a dark, damp corner. It belonged to a mix of stale urine and rotting garbage.Eleanor was curled up on the cold concrete, protecting her swollen, numb foot. She had not eaten for two full days and was surviving only on tap water from the public restroom.Her body burned with a fever she could no longer control. The fever seemed to be searing away what little rationality she had left. Her thoughts grew hazy, and she slipped into a half-conscious state.Inside that haze, her mind drifted back to the past. Back when she wore the latest Valentino couture gown at a glittering banquet, champagne glasses clinked all around her as everyone watched her like she was the center of the world. Back to the moment Richard stood behind her, fastening a dazzling diamond necklace around her neck and murmuring in her ear, "You're the only one who truly deserves this…"Those beautiful and glorious moments flashed through her mind like scenes

Vivian's voice was soft, yet her voice cleared Eleanor's mind as if Vivian had just said something Eleanor had never expected to hear.Eleanor froze.She could not believe that at a time when the whole world had abandoned her, when she had become a fugitive that everyone hunted, there was still someone standing on her side and saying things like that to her.Vivian pulled over a cushioned couch and sat gracefully at Eleanor's bedside. Her face held exactly the right mix of sympathy and regret for everything Eleanor had gone through. Her gaze was so sincere it felt as if they had been close friends for years.She began to lay out her analysis, every word pulled at Eleanor's heartstrings. Those were what Eleanor wanted to be seen and recognized for the most."I read everything about you online, and I had friends look into what really happened." She paused, and her tone turned firm. "In my view, you and Mr. Shaw are the ones the law recognizes as husband and wife. Maria Brooks is not

"My feud with Maria started long before yours. It was also...much simpler. From the time I was a child, the words 'second place' did not exist in my world," Vivian started, her tone holding the innate pride of someone born to win. "My parents were both top musicians. I started playing the cello at three. By five, I was composing my own music. In everyone's eyes, I was the best. I was the undisputed genius."As she started reminiscing, a faint trace of nostalgia edged her voice. "In every competition back in Sidonia, big or small, I would be the only one taking the champion's trophy. My so-called rivals were a bunch of mediocrities who couldn't even grasp the basics of pitching. Everyone said I was a prodigy, the future hope of classical music. Until..."Right then, her voice got thick with hate that never went away. "...I met her."Vivian turned around sharply from watching outside the window. The pride and contempt that were in her eyes vanished. What remained was primal, und

In a VIP ward as lavish as a five-star hotel on the top floor of Vivian's private hospital, Eleanor leaned back against the soft bed while a nurse fed her peeled imported grapes. Her ankle still ached, but every time she pictured the miserable fate that was about to fall on Maria, her mood turned giddy.She was already getting impatient as she turned toward Vivian, sitting by the window, who was elegantly peeling an apple with a small silver knife."Vivian, when are we going to make a move? I can't wait anymore. I want to see Maria kneel in front of me, sobbing and bawling."Vivian was nowhere near as restless. The knife in her hand moved with steady ease, peeling the apple in one long spiral. She didn't even look up at Eleanor and said in an unhurried tone, "Be patient and don't rush. Taking revenge is like cooking. You need to give it time."Her tone was soft, but there was a coldness in it that chilled Eleanor to the bones. "To deal with her, we need to be precise and eleg

"Get out!" Eleanor shouted suddenly. She shoved away the doctor who was to explain her condition in front of her as she snapped.She looked at the sympathetic expression on Vivian's face, finding it the cruelest mockery the world could give her."Aaaaah!" She let out a scream and began to destroy everything she could get her hands on in the luxurious ward, like a madwoman out of control.The delicate glass on the bedside table, the crystal vase holding imported tulips, the monitors beside her bed glowing faint blue, and anything else she could reach. She smashed them on the marble floor with all abandon.Clang!Crash!The sound of things shattering and falling on the floor was especially terrifying in the quiet ward.As she smashed and threw, she howled as her voice was filled with rage and bitterness. "Why?! Why am I the only one who ends up crippled while she gets to walk around just fine? Why is it that after everything I did for Richard, this is where I end up! It’s no