Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Regret Began When She Let Go: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Rachel stayed in her bedroom long after she returned from the hospital, the house was lively downstairs. She could hear faint movements, doors opening and closing, distant voices, cutlery being arranged. Life just felt normal. But she remained seated at the edge of the bed, staring at nothing. Being discharged should have felt relieving, instead, a new fear had replaced the old one.She had to protect the people she loved and still fight for her companies…but she had to do it all alone. A knock came on the door. “Madam,” a maid said gently from outside, “dinner is ready. Young Master Lucien asked me to call you.”Rachel inhaled slowly. “Alright, I'll be down in a minute.” she replied.She changed into something simple, something that would not pull attention to the bandage on her arm. When she finished, she stood in front of the mirror for a long moment.She didn't know how she would face Dominic after lying to him.“You can do this. It's just dinner.” She assured herself as she ope

Jodie didn’t hesitate for a second. The moment she stepped away from the lounge hallway, she pulled out her phone and dialed Dominic. He answered on the second ring. “What is it?” His voice was impatient, already stretched thin from the day. “Sir…” Jodie let her tone tremble. Not too much. Just enough for him to believe her. “I didn’t know who else to call.” A pause. Dominic straightened in his seat. “What happened?” “It’s Rachel.” His grip tightened around the phone. “What about my wife? Did anyone hurt her?” “No, I came to Velvet Lounge to meet a client,” she said quickly. “I saw her here. She was not alone.” Dominic’s jaw hardened. “Who is she with?” “I don’t know the man,” Jodie replied. “But they look… intimate. I thought maybe you should know. I tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t listen.” There was a brief silence. Heavy. Dangerous. “Send me the location,” Dominic said, then he ended the call. Jodie slowly lowered her phone and her expression changed. No fear, but a s

The elevator opened and Rachel stepped out quickly, her head down. Her eyes still burned, and she knew she looked terrible. There was no way she could walk into a board meeting like this.She turned toward the executive restroom. Inside, she faced the mirror and froze. Mascara stains, red eyes, shaky lips. She looked like a monster.Rachel gripped the sink. “Stop,” she told herself. “You can cry later. You've endured more than this before, stop crying!”She took tissues, cleaned under her eyes, and began fixing her makeup with steady hands. Powder first, then foundation and new layer of lipstick. She brushed her hair and inhaled deeply.Again.By the time she finished, she looked controlled and calm, just as if nothing had happened. No one would know she had just watched her husband with another woman.Her phone buzzed and Smithfield’s message popped up. “Where are you, the board is waiting!” She could tell that Smithfield was already impatient. So she picked up her bag and walked out

Marissa had been waiting for Bryce since dawn. She heard the car in the driveway and straightened from the sofa, smoothing invisible wrinkles from her dress. By the time Bryce stepped into the living room, she already had a smile prepared. “You came home late,” she said. Bryce walked past her toward the bar. “I was busy.” “With Rachel? It's pretty obvious, no need to ask.” she replied. He poured himself water, ignoring the bait. “What do you want, Marissa?” She followed him. “I’ve been thinking about something…I think I'm losing it.” “That is usually dangerous, does it have to do with me?” he muttered. Marissa inhaled, pretending not to hear. “You still have influence at Resin Gallery, right?” Bryce looked at her now. “What about it?” “You can get me a position there. Maybe.” He blinked. “Excuse me?” “A job,” she said calmly. “Something decent. Assistant, consultant, manager….anything. I’ll just want to be inside the company.” Bryce’s face darkened. “Why would you want t

Lucien and Rachel walked through the mall with a light step, their laughter filling the air. It was an unexpected outing Rachel had agreed to in an effort to get out of her head for a while. She hadn’t felt like shopping in months, not since everything with Dominic and her started.Lucien’s voice broke her out of her thoughts. “You know, I was thinking we could hit up the new store at the end. I heard they have a whole section for vintage clothes. You love that stuff, right?”Rachel grinned, her eyes lighting up. “You know me too well.”“Of course I do,” Lucien teased. “Got some tips from Hana. Now, let’s see what this store has to offer.”They entered a trendy boutique, the kind of place where the music was loud, and everything seemed just a little out of place—cool, experimental. As they walked around, Rachel sifted through the racks, her fingers grazing against the fabric of clothes she could only dream of wearing in a different life, one where she was carefree and things weren’t