His Regret Began When She Let Go のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Rachel pulled back instantly, her cheeks turning red. Butterflies danced around her belly as her heart fluttered. What had come over her? How could she feel this type of feeling for Dominic? The man she had never lived with before. She gulped down nothing, her pupils dilating. “What’s the problem?” Dominic asked, leaning forward as his breath fanned air onto her skin. “You are looking…Flushed.” Rachel's cheeks reddened more. “Umm— can you wait a few minutes more? My friend is also going to join us.” Dominic frowned. “I did not sign up for this. The contract contains your name and not your friends’.” Rachel pressed her lip tight for a moment before speaking up. “She was also neglected by the Voss family, and I promised her a job.” Dominic smirks, “A job? In my house? I already have a lot of staff, there is no vacancy. It is better to call her and prevent her from coming, instead of making a promise and failing.” He warned. “I don't need anything from you to employ her. Thank you

Across the city, Dominic stood by the glass wall of his office, his back rigid as he stared down at the traffic below.“Do you have any idea how reckless this looks?” Jodie yelled but he didn’t turn around.She stood near his desk, her arms crossed tightly, her jaw clenched as she struggled to contain her emotions.“You brought her into this house,” Jodie continued. “Your rival’s ex-wife…you made her a target?”Dominic's voice was cold. “Watch your tone.”She laughed bitterly. “Oh, now you want professionalism?”He turned slowly, his gaze sharp. “You crossed a line, Jodie. It’s my decision to be with her, not yours.”Jodie's eyes glistened. “No. You crossed one first.”She took a shaky breath. “I stood by you for years, Dominic. I covered for you by tarnishing my own image, cleaned up your messes and fought people on your behalf. Why would you prefer to pay me this way!”“That was your job,” he said flatly. “And I pay you for it.”Her voice cracked in disappointment. “And loving you wa

“I heard you clearly, Lucien. You do not need to pretend.” Dominic said, walking over to Rachel's bedside. “How are you feeling?” He asked, leaning in closer. Rachel shifted a bit, creating a space for him to sit. “Better than before.” He nodded. “You do not have to discomfort yourself, be careful.” He held her firmly, adjusting her pillow. “I have been lying down on the same spot for a day, I am tired. I need to walk around.” She said, her expression neutral. “I know. It's the doctor's order, you need to recover fully.” Dominic's tone was measured, his grazing her palm. Rachel rolls her eyes, “but he did not say you should put bodyguards at the door of my room, I'm not a child.” Lucien chipped in, “just like he sent Jodie to babysit me. She was just a pest, following me all-round, and even watched me kiss Nathalie. He thinks everyone is a child.” Dominic cast him a brief glance. “I told her to watch you. She was only following the rules outlined.” Lucien scoffed, “so she was

Bryce did not hesitate. He fumbled open the letter, eager to read the contents inside it. His heart pounding painfully against his chest. ‘Dear Bryce, this is a message from your beloved ex-wife.’ The beginning of the letter stated. ‘ It's been three years since we got married, and unfortunately— I was not able to conceive, due to the complications in my womb. Little did I know that I am the least person you ever cared about….‘ You once told me that the Voss family always abided by a law, You must not get anyone pregnant out of wedlock. But, behind my back, you got Marissa pregnant and came back with her, demanding for a divorce.’ ‘Despite the fact that I gave in to the divorce, you never came to explain your reason for getting Marissa pregnant, instead, you left me in an unwavering cliffhanger. I actually thought that you were being controlled, but it turned out that you had always desired to marry Marissa.' ‘I served you as a wife for years, without asking for what you could not

The office doors flew open, and Bryce walked in. He strided towards Dr. Halden, his eyes darkened. Meanwhile, Dr. Halden sat on his desk, his arms folded, as if he had waited for this moment. “Dr. Halden—” Halden interrupted, smiling warmly at Bryce. “Mr. Voss, it's a pleasure to meet you after so many months. How are you?” Bryce's brow drew in confusion. He had expected Dr. Halden to be afraid or tense— but no…he was smiling warmly at him. “Did my wife ever come to this office as a patient apart from the test we did?” Bryce's voice was filled with anxiety. Dr. Halden chuckled slightly, but maintained professionalism. “With all due respect Mr. Voss, she is not your wife any longer. I'm very aware of that.”“That doesn't answer my question, Halden. Was Rachel a cancer patient?” He snapped angrily. Dr. Halden kept his expression composed. “Well…Yes. She was a cancer victim.” Bryce clenched his fist. “And you never told me?! You just let her suffer alone? Why didn't you tell me Ha