All Chapters of My Ex-husband's Late Regret : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I stood up from the sofa, my heart skipping in surprise as my eyes locked on him. “When did you get here?” I asked, still trying to steady my voice. “Not long ago,” he replied casually, slipping his hands into his pockets like he hadn’t just startled the life out of me. “He sent the letter...” I began, but before I could finish, he stepped closer. His presence swallowed the space between us, and then his index finger pressed gently against my lips, silencing me. “I trust you,” he murmured, his voice soft. “You don’t have to explain anything to me.” The words settled deep in my chest, warm and reassuring. A small smile tugged at my lips. “I don’t love him anymore,” I said, my fingers slipping into his hair, brushing through it slowly. “I love you.” “I know,” he whispered, his gaze softening as it lingered on my face. “And I love you a hundred times more, my baby.” Before I could react, he lifted me effortlessly in his arms. A soft laugh escaped me as I wrapped my arms around hi

“I wasn’t the same boy who ran away.” My voice grew quieter. “I had something to show for myself.” “I didn’t tell him I was coming. Of course I didn’t have to, I wanted it to be a surprise, to shock him and my mother that I made it without them, I walked into that house like I owned it. I won’t lie, I was so scared he might shoot me, I mean my dad, he's so strict. I found him in his study.” My jaw tightened slightly at the memory. “Same place he used to sit when he decided my future for me.” Aria gave me that pitiful look I hated and I kissed her cheeks then continued. “And for the first time…” I swallowed, the moment still vivid in my brian.. “He looked at me differently, i was expecting him to be disappointed but he stared at me without disappointment. But with something else, recognition. “I told him everything.” I said. “What I built. What I became.” I didn’t need to exaggerate. The truth was enough. “And then I waited. for rejection, his criticism for anything he's good at

In fact, his lips twitched. “Elena is actually beautiful...” That was it. I stand up immediately, my movements sharp and abrupt, heat rising in my chest. Before I could even get down from the bed, his hand caught my wrist, pulling me back slightly. “My pearl,” he said quickly, his arms sliding around my waist before I could escape. “I was joking.” “Oh, really?” I snap, crossing my arms. He leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to my cheek. “No one is as beautiful as you are.” I scoff at him, turning my face away. “Liar.” “I’m serious.” “You just called another woman beautiful.” I frowned even more. “And you’re the only one I’m calling mine.” I glared at him, but he only grinned wider, completely unbothered. “I’m sorry,” he added, his tone softening. “I was just teasing you.” “What’s so funny?” I muttered, my irritation refusing to fade. “You say things like that and expect me to just smile?” He tilted his head, studying me like I was something fascinating

(Aria’s POV)The red wine dripped down her face slowly,like blood, staining her expensive blouse, clinging to her lashes, sliding along her jaw.For a second, silence reigns there.The entire room froze.Even the couples who had been whispering and laughing minutes ago went still, their curiosity now shamelessly exposed.I stood there, chest rising and falling, my fingers still wrapped tightly around the empty glass. My pulse thundered in my ears, but my expression was calm and controlled. Because this was exactly what she deserved. I don’t want to know who she is but she doesn't get to say trash to me.Elena didn’t move at first.Her hands were still on the table, fingers trembling slightly as the wine soaked into her clothes. Then slowly, very slowly, she lifted her hand and wiped her face.Her mascara smeared.Her lipstick blurred.Her perfect image cracked. I smiled, yeah this is perfect. And when her eyes met mine again?She glared at me with pure venom. “You...” she started

For a moment, everything around me seemed to fall into a deafening silence, like the world itself had paused just to watch the scene unfold. “Let me go!” I snapped, my voice sharp and edged with fury as I shoved her away with every ounce of strength I could gather. She staggered backward, clearly not expecting the force behind my push. Her heels scraped against the polished floor, her body swaying dangerously as she nearly lost her balance completely. I thought she would fall flat on the ground but she managed to steady herself at the last moment. “Devi, what are you doing?!” Mrs. Yashoda’s voice rang out, filled with alarm as she rushed forward without hesitation. And just like that, the act began. Genevieve inhaled sharply, a soft, trembling sniff escaping her lips. Her expression shifted so seamlessly it was almost impressive, her eyes glossing over with unshed tears, her lower lip quivering ever so slightly. She lifted her hand, letting it hover mid-air as though she was to