All Chapters of His Regret Began When She Let Go: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

It's been three days since Dominic avoided Rachel, she had counted every one of them. The mansion had never felt this large before. Every hallway seemed longer, every room emptier, every silence heavier than it had always been.Dominic had avoided her completely. The first day she assumed he was busy. The second day she began to realize it wasn't a coincidence. By the third day, the pattern was undeniable.He left the house early. He returned late. When she passed through the living room, the dining room, even the garden, he was never there. If she entered a room, he had already left it.Rachel sat by the large window in the study, staring out at the darkening sky. The city lights beyond the gates flickered to life one by one.She held a glass of untouched water in her hand. Her mind replayed everything she had said to him.Never meddle in anyone’s affairs. The words sounded crueler now than they had in the moment. And he had accepted them. That was what hurt the most.Dominic had

Steam still lingered in the air when Rachel pushed the bathroom door open. Warm droplets slid slowly down her neck as she stepped out, a white towel wrapped securely around her body. Her damp hair clung to her shoulders and back, leaving faint trails of water against her skin.Rachel moved toward the dresser, reaching for the hairbrush she had left there earlier. The house was quiet, and for a moment she allowed herself to relax.The gala… The thought returned with a mix of nervousness and anticipation. Dominic had been distant for days, but tonight they would appear together again. Maybe it was a chance to fix things. Maybe it was a chance to start again.She picked up the brush and paused when she heard the door open behind her. Rachel froze.Dominic stepped into the room and his eyes landed on her immediately.Rachel’s breath caught. She was still standing there in nothing but a towel, damp hair falling loosely down her back.Color rose to her cheeks almost instantly. “Dominic—”

Darkness swallowed the ballroom. The music had stopped mid-note, leaving only scattered gasps and the sound of glasses clinking against the floor.For a moment, no one moved. Rachel tightened her grip on Dominic’s hand instinctively, but the warmth disappeared,Dominic pulled away abruptly.“Dominic?” Rachel whispered. She reached forward through the darkness, but her fingers closed around nothing but air.The crowd shifted uneasily as confused voices echoed around the hall.“What happened?”“Is it a blackout?”“Someone call security!”Rachel tried to step forward as her heel clipped against someone’s shoe making her stumble.“Sorry,” she murmured quickly, reaching out for balance.“Dominic?” she called again, louder this time but there was no answer.Across the room, Dominic was already moving. His steps were precise and quick as he slipped between startled guests and confused staff members.The blackout had created chaos, exactly what he needed.A security guard’s flashlight flicker

Dominic’s words settled over the quiet corner of the ballroom like a blade drawn slowly from its sheath. The tension that followed was immediate and suffocating, stretching between the three of them while the distant murmur of the gala continued as though nothing significant had just occurred.Rachel had barely recovered from the shock of hearing his voice when Dominic stepped forward.His eyes moved briefly over Bryce before settling on her.“Rachel.”The single word carried a weight she couldn’t immediately interpret.Before she could respond, Dominic reached for her hand and pulled her toward his side in one swift motion, his fingers closing firmly around her wrist as if reclaiming something that had momentarily slipped out of his reach.Rachel gasped.The sudden movement forced her injured foot to shift against the floor and Pain exploded through her ankle so sharply that she cried out.“Ah—!”The sound escaped her before she could stop it.Dominic froze instantly. His grip tight

Rachel’s heels echoed sharply on the marble floor as she stormed down the corridor leading to Dominic’s office. Each step was punctuated with a mixture of pain and fury, the throbbing in her ankle barely registering in comparison to the storm raging inside her. Her fists clenched at her sides as she reached the door, flinging it open without hesitation.Dominic looked up from his desk, his expression calm, almost indifferent, as though he had expected this intrusion. “Rachel, what are you doing here?” he said smoothly, his voice controlled. She didn’t answer. She didn’t hesitate. The moment she stepped into the office, she launched into a tirade. “How could you? How could you do this to me, Dominic? After everything, after last night, after the trust I placed in you—you orchestrate a heist and don’t even bother to tell me? Do you have any idea how it feels to watch you steal the one thing we’ve sworn to protect, the one thing I trusted you with?”Dominic leaned back slightly, his