บททั้งหมดของ Regret After Divorce: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Eleanor’s POV:Oh wow. Here we go again.If it had been the old me, I would’ve already snapped back with something brutal. But today, I held back—thanks to Scarlett’s little heads-up just now.So, you wanna act like a sweet little angel? Fine. Let’s see how good you really are at it.“Miley, how are you still the same as before… so sensitive and overthinking?” I gave a half-smile. “I talk loud and say things straight out—that’s just how I am. I’m like that with James, too. As I mentioned earlier, I do think you’ve improved a lot. You should be more confident.”Miley faltered for a second. Her expression froze just briefly—but then she recovered fast, flashing that bright, adorable smile again.“Sorry, Eleanor… I guess I’m just not confident enough. You guys are all so good at what you do… I’ve always been scared I’d mess up and embarrass the Taylor family.”As she spoke, she ducked her head, looking all pitiful and humble.That little speech of hers? Honestly—well played.Came off all

Scarlett’s POV:I put down my fork and knife and picked up the phone.Under Miley’s post, the comment section was buzzing.At first, fans were just offering congratulations. But soon, a few shady accounts jumped in, subtly hinting that Miley had some serious backer behind her.Thanks to those random comments, the whole discussion shifted from celebrating her audition to speculating about Miley’s background.That, of course, drew in bystanders and haters like moths to a flame.Every celeb has haters—that’s just part of the game. But since Miley started her acting career with a big-budget international film, the accusations that she had some powerful sponsor never really went away.Once people started implying she had family connections, the trolls pounced.Troll #1: “Let’s be real—no way Miley Taylor gets cast in a Hollywood movie right off the bat without someone pulling strings.”Troll #2: “New sugar daddy this time? Switched the foreign sponsor for a domestic one, huh? LA-based, I a

Eleanor’s POV:The film was set to shoot on Cloud Mountain, an untouched forest region on the outskirts of North City.Cloud Mountain spanned about 2.9 square kilometers, with its highest peak just under 1,500 meters.From above, the mountain's curves resembled drifting clouds. A lake rested at the base, glowing softly like twilight—hence the name, Cloud.The set was built halfway up the slope, where the terrain leveled out. Once props and effects were added, it would perfectly match the setting described in the original novel.All outdoor filming would take place there, and with a two-month schedule ahead, the team was bracing for a tough, grueling shoot.To keep everyone safe, the crew had rented a few villas at the foot of the mountain as dorms. The crew would commute up and down daily.The road wasn’t long, but far from smooth—the kind of bumpy ride that made just sitting down a challenge.Neither Scarlett nor I had experienced it firsthand yet, so we were still in the dark about

Eleanor’s POV:Hearing Everett’s words, I was stunned.Wait. Was he serious? Was this big guy really letting my friend Scarlett go?I knew it was what Scarlett wanted. But still… I couldn’t help feeling a little sad. Was he really giving up? Just like that?If he still loved her, shouldn’t he be fighting for it? Trying to make it right?I dug my nails into the handle of my suitcase, eyes fixed on the scuffed surface. My heart twisted with unease.It felt like watching your favorite couple break up in real time. It just didn’t feel right.Scarlett just stood there, looking at him.Everett’s gaze dimmed. “Scarlett, I won’t bother you anymore. You’re free now.”Her eyes flickered, catching the sadness in his voice. “You’re serious?”He gave a small nod, took a deep breath—and though his tone was quiet, there was a faint tremble in it. “From now on, go chase the life you want. Do everything you’ve ever dreamed of.”Scarlett looked at him for a long beat, then let out a quiet laugh. “Alrig

Scarlett’s POV:Davis slapped a hand over his eyes like he couldn’t bear to watch—then sneakily fished out his phone, opened the camera, and aimed it at Everett.Click.Mission accomplished. He slipped his phone away with the ease of a seasoned pro, cleared his throat, and glanced around.As expected, Everett’s move drew attention.People were passing through the hotel lobby, and there he was—kneeling right in front of me like nobody was watching. The front desk staff peeked over. Even the bellboys paused mid-walk, clearly eager for a glimpse of the drama.Davis swiftly pulled aside the hotel manager and seemed to whisper a few instructions.After all, if Everett was going to go all out with this dramatic wooing style, it was still Davis’s job to preserve some level of dignity.Following Davis’s request, the manager temporarily locked down the hotel entrance, stopping anyone from coming or going. Then he called security.The guards formed a human wall, completely blocking off the loun