His Regret Began When She Let Go のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Rachel’s body stiffened the moment Marissa spoke. The bouquet in her hands trembled slightly.The bruised cheek, the disheveled hair, the panic Marissa was trying and failing to hide. Rachel saw all of it, but anger came first.“What is she doing here?” Rachel asked, her voice sharp.The staff fell silent.Dominic’s hand tightened gently at the small of her back, grounding her before she could step forward.Rachel turned to him, already bristling. “She has no right to stand in this house after everything she did.”Marissa flinched at the words, but she did not look away. “Rachel—” she began.“No,” Rachel cut in. “You don’t get to come here after trying to ruin my life and call me sister like that changes anything.”Her chest rose and fell quickly. Dominic noticed immediately.“Rachel,” he said quietly. She looked at him. “Not like this.” His tone was calm, but firm enough to reach through the heat of her anger.Rachel swallowed hard. Her emotions had been too fragile lately. Too close

Jodie sat stiffly in the passenger seat, her hands clasped tightly in her lap as she stared out the window, watching the familiar roads unfold before her.Six years had passed, yet every turn still felt painfully recognizable, like the past had been waiting patiently for her return.Beside her, Sebastian Crowe, her husband, drove in silence, his jaw set, his focus fixed straight ahead. His grip on the steering wheel was firm, controlled, but the tension in his posture betrayed him.Neither of them spoke.When the gates finally came into view, Jodie’s breath caught. The iron bars stood tall, just as they always had. Nothing had changed. Not the walls, not the garden lining the driveway, not the heavy presence of the place itself.But everything else had.The car rolled to a stop in front of the house. Jodie didn’t move immediately. Her chest tightened as she stared at the front door, her pulse quickening with every passing second.Sebastian turned off the engine and glanced at her brie

The word did not even make sense at first.Dominic stood in the middle of his office, his phone still in his hand, his mind struggling to catch up with what he had just heard. The air felt thicker like something invisible had wrapped itself around his chest and tightened.Rachel’s mother? The woman from the accident. Dead because of him… or because of something far bigger than him.His jaw tightened slowly, but he said nothing. He didn’t trust his voice yet.The men in black seemed to notice the shift. The first man leaned back slightly, studying Dominic with a sharper gaze now, less amused, more measured.“You look surprised,” he said.Dominic finally moved. “You’re saying,” he began slowly, “that the woman from that accident… the one who died… was Rachel’s mother.”“Yes.”“And you’re also saying,” Dominic continued, his voice lowering, “that it wasn’t an accident.”Then the man nodded once. “It wasn’t.”Something cold slid down Dominic’s spine.The second man spoke this time, his t

Dominic did not waste time second-guessing the thought once it settled in his mind.If Rachel had carried that mark since childhood, and if her mother had died the day of the accident, then someone else had been there before everything ended. Someone who knew enough to place that symbol on a child. Someone who had been trusted. Elara. He pulled out his phone immediately and dialed her number.Elara picked up, her voice already tense. “Dominic? What’s wrong? Is Rachel okay?”He didn’t answer that question. “I need to see you,” he said instead, his tone direct and leaving no room for delay.There was a pause on the other end. “What happened?” she pressed. “You sound—”“At the café,” Dominic cut in, naming a location without hesitation. “Now.”Elara went quiet for half a second longer, clearly sensing the urgency behind his voice. “I’ll be there,” she said.Dominic ended the call without another word.By the time Elara arrived, Dominic was already seated.He had chosen a corner table, o

Granny stood frozen in the doorway, her raised hand suspended in the air as Seraphina’s small voice echoed through the room.Then Granny blinked, as if snapping out of a shock she refused to accept.“What did you just say?” she asked sharply, her eyes narrowing at the child. “Don’t be ridiculous, niña. Step away from her.”Seraphina didn’t move from Jodie’s side. Instead, she clutched Jodie’s dress tighter, her small body trembling slightly but her voice steady in a way that surprised even Jodie.“She’s my mother,” Seraphina repeated softly.Granny’s expression twisted instantly, disbelief turning into irritation. “She’s done something to you,” Granny snapped, pointing at Jodie. “What drug did she use on you? What nonsense has she filled your head with?”Jodie stiffened immediately, but before she could speak, Seraphina shook her head quickly.“No,” she said, her voice rising slightly, almost panicked. “No, she didn’t.”Granny scoffed. “Then why are you speaking like this? You’ve know