All Chapters of Regret After Divorcing His Wife : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“Adrian, you look exhausted.”The soft voice echoed as the door clicked shut.Cassandra stood in the doorway, wearing a simple black dress that managed to look both elegant and dangerous. Her lips curved into a faint smile — one that carried far more than simple concern.Adrian sighed heavily, pulling off his tie and collapsing into the chair.“I haven’t slept for two nights. The investors are breathing down my neck, the new project’s falling apart, and Rosemary…” His voice faltered. “She won’t even talk to me anymore.”Cassandra stepped closer, each step deliberate — calculated. “You can’t keep blaming yourself, Adrian. The business world is brutal, and Rosemary’s being too harsh on you.”Her cold fingers brushed his shoulder, making him tense.“I can’t talk about Rosemary with you,” Adrian replied flatly. He tried to move away, but Cassandra turned his chair to face her.“Then don’t talk to me as your ex. Talk to me as a friend. Just for tonight, please,” she whispered. “You need so

“Rosemary, wait!”Markus’s voice echoed through the hallway of Montgomery Corp, but Rosemary didn’t stop. Her heels struck sharply against the marble floor, each step carrying the weight of fury and heartbreak.She brushed off Markus’s hand as he tried to stop her. “Don’t hold me back, Markus. I need to hear the truth from his own mouth!”Markus looked at her with concern. “Rose, Adrian isn’t in a good state right now. If you go in there like this, you’ll just make things worse—”“Nothing’s worse than being betrayed again,” Rosemary snapped, eyes blazing through tears. “I lost everything because of Cassandra once. I won’t let it happen again.”The elevator doors opened with a soft ding, and she stepped inside without another word. Markus could only sigh deeply as the doors slid shut, sealing her resolve.---Upstairs, Adrian’s office was quiet. He stood by the wide glass window, watching the gray clouds outside. His desk was cluttered with files — and on top of them lay a sonogram pho

“Adrian…”That soft voice came from behind the glass door of the man’s office.Adrian, who had been busy reviewing documents, looked up, his brows furrowing. He knew that voice all too well.Cassandra stood in the doorway, wearing a simple pastel dress. Her face was bare, without the heavy makeup she usually wore. Her eyes were swollen, as if she had been crying.“May I come in for a moment?” she asked in a trembling voice.Adrian exhaled deeply, closing the folder in his hands.“I didn’t expect you to come here, Cassandra.”The woman stepped forward slowly, her gaze lowered in guilt.“I know… I don’t deserve to see you after everything that happened. But I had to talk to you. I—I want to make things right.”Adrian looked at her with a blank expression.“Your mistakes destroyed a lot, Cassandra. Rosemary—”“I know!” Cassandra cut in quickly. Tears spilled from her eyes, and she covered her face with her hands.“I know I was horrible. I was jealous of Rosemary. I misjudged everything.

“So… you’re saying all the project losses were because of Rosemary?”The low, sharp voice came from a man in a black suit — one of the major investors who had once believed in Rosemary’s skill. He looked at Cassandra with wary, piercing eyes.Cassandra lowered her gaze, pretending to hesitate. “I don’t want to accuse anyone, sir. But… before I was detained, I did see the boutique’s financial reports. There were a few irregular expenses that didn’t make sense.”The man narrowed his eyes. “Irregular expenses?”Cassandra bit her lip, as if afraid to speak. “Yes… Rosemary trusts her finance team too much. I thought maybe someone was misusing funds, but if I talk about it now, I’ll look like I’m trying to tarnish her reputation…”The man leaned back in his chair. “Hmm… interesting.”Cassandra looked up, her eyes glistening with carefully staged tears. “I just want to help make things right. If the investors lose money, I feel responsible too. Besides, Adrian will be more at peace if this i

“This rain isn’t stopping,” Markus muttered, switching on a small flashlight in his hand. “Are you sure you want to do this tonight, Rose?”Rosemary took a deep breath, standing beside the car parked behind Adrian’s office building. Her hair was soaked, her expression sharp and resolute. “If we wait until tomorrow, Cassandra will have erased all the data. We have to go in now.”Markus glanced at her worriedly. “This is risky. If we get caught—”“I’ve already lost too much, Markus,” Rosemary cut him off coldly. “My reputation, my trust… even the man I loved. I won’t lose the truth too.”Markus only nodded. He knew nothing could stop her this time.They moved swiftly toward the back door of the building. Markus slid a duplicate access card—crafted from an old employee chip—into the security panel. The light blinked green. The door clicked open.They stepped inside. The sound of the rain was replaced by the echo of footsteps on marble floors and the soft hum of the air conditioning.“Ser