All Chapters of He Regrets After The Countdown to Our Divorce: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Tony’s POVThe moment my mum’s voice echoed from the living room telling me to come in, I already knew this evening wasn’t going to end well. She had just returned from that long business trip she never even planned would keep her away for this long, and the first thing she wanted was the latest company report.But still, I tried to keep my shoulders high as I walked in, my briefcase in hand and the contract folder tucked under my arm like a trophy. Of course, it was as this was the deal I have signed without having Mellisa's signature anywhere around it. The living room lights were warm and the house was too quiet. She was seated on her favorite couch, having her glasses on, looking like she was ready to dissect me before I even spoke.“Can I see what the company has been able to do so far?” she asked, her tone clipped, not even bothering with pleasantries. “You said you closed a deal today?”I swallowed. Of course she would go straight to that. I cleared my throat and handed her the

Tony’s POVThe drive to Mellisa’s place felt longer than it should’ve been. Maybe because every turn carried a reminder of how bad I felt that my mum thinks so highly of Mellisa. And maybe because I was racing against my own mother’s voice echoing in my head like a curse.“Bring her here or don’t bother coming back.”I had to grip the steering wheel harder just remembering it.When I finally pulled up to the address the hacker sent me, I exhaled. A tiny, sharp breath that did nothing to ease my nerves. The building wasn’t anything special, which, frankly, made sense. She was predictable like that — the “simple life” type. The kind of person who didn’t realize how lucky she had been with me, with Morgan Group, with everything I ever gave her.I climbed out, straightened my suit, and buttoned the last button I’d forgotten. Having my composure in check as that was key. She’d probably faint out of excitement on seeing me at her door as she wouldn't believe I could stoop so low to come to

Tony’s POV“Sophia, I need you to work some overtime so we can meet up. You know, we have a lot of catch-ups to do,” I said, trying to keep my tone steady even though my bandaged hand was throbbing like hell.But I had to continue with what I was trying to let Sophia understand. “We absolutely must develop this second-gen robot concept before the tech competition.”I barely got halfway through before Sophia cut in sharply.“No way, Mr Tony.” She didn’t even look up from her desk. “I’m still busy rushing Mr Joel’s order. And besides, overtime is illegal and not welcomed by me.”Her dismissiveness made the heat rush to my face. Of all the things I expected, this wasn’t one of them.“What? But Mellisa used to stay late at work every day.” I stressed the word ‘every,’ hoping she’d catch the hint. I tried adjusting my bandage subtly, but the sting reminded me of how humiliating that weekend had been. That bastard Josh did this. I really don't know if Josh actually planned on rendering me h

Mellisa’s POVAt The Global Tech Concept Competition.The hall buzzed like a hundred different conversations trying to compete for the same breath of air. Investors stood in tight clusters, developers hovered protectively around their prototypes, and assistants rushed around like people trying to hold doors shut during a storm. Screens flashed from every corner, and then a voice from the speakers kept announcing the time left before presentations began, but no one seemed to listen.I had barely walked in when two Arabian investors approached me with the quiet confidence of men used to choosing where money goes and watching the world adjust itself around their decisions.“Ms. Mellisa,” the first investor said, his smile warm and precise, “it’s an honor to finally meet you.”The second one nodded. “We’ve been anticipating your presentation since the early submissions. We are excited to see what innovation you will bring today.”Their tone carried no flattery as it was just certainty in

Mellisa’s POVTony finally admitted, “Just on the day of the first-gen launch.” Shrugging like it was no big deal, as if three years of work and manipulation could be boiled down to a shrug.“I told you to sign a partnership…” his mother scolded, her voice rising slightly, stopping mid-sentence to breathe. “...a partnership agreement with her, and you ended up messing things up for yourself.”Tony rolled his eyes, his smug grin making my skin crawl. “Mum, she’s just trash. She doesn’t even…”“You…” she cut him off but ended up stuttering in turn and clearly about to scream. And then I stepped in, cutting her off before the words could even fully land. I raised my left hand, turning my engagement ring toward her like a silent announcement. “Mrs. Morgan. Tony and I are divorced.” My voice was calm, even measured, but I could feel the tremor of triumph under it. “And now, I’m engaged to Josh.”Her face went from indignation to shock in a heartbeat, as though someone had poured ice water