All Chapters of His Regret Began When I Abandoned Him: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Chapter 131The night in the southern city felt colder than usual. From behind the large hotel room window, the lights of the buildings glowed like stars that had fallen to earth. But for Calvin, the view did nothing to calm his mind.He was still standing near the window, phone in hand, his jaw clenched. Samantha’s name kept circling in his head.Since when was she free? Wasn’t that woman supposed to still be behind bars?Calvin’s gaze darkened. Without wasting any time, he immediately dialed Ronal’s number.The call connected after only two rings.“Yes, Mr. Calvin?”“Find information about Samantha Rose. I want to know when she was released from prison.”Calvin’s voice was low, but so cold that Ronal immediately caught the seriousness in it.“Right away, Sir.”The call ended.Calvin placed his phone on the table a little harder than usual. His fingers tapped the wooden surface once, twice, then stopped. In his chest, anger mixed with unease began to grow.About ten minutes later, hi

The morning in the Design Department was busier than usual.From the moment Camelia stepped into the room, several pairs of eyes immediately turned toward her. They were no longer the usual glances from previous days, but looks filled with curiosity, admiration, and even a little flattery after Calvin’s announcement yesterday.“Good morning, Mrs. Camelia!” one of the female staff members greeted with an overly wide smile.Camelia paused for a moment, then returned the greeting with a faint smile. “Morning.”She had just placed her bag on the desk when two other staff members hurried over, carrying several folders and design drafts.“Ma’am, let us continue the draft for this afternoon’s client presentation.”“Yes, you should just sit back and relax. Aren’t you now… well, Mr. Calvin’s wife?” another added in a slightly exaggerated tone.Camelia frowned.A feeling of discomfort immediately crept into her chest.She looked at them one by one, then smiled politely yet firmly.“There’s no n

The embrace finally came to an end, but the warmth of that sudden meeting still lingered in the air.Calvin stood upright in the middle of the southern branch office, while Ziyi stepped back half a step, her smile slowly turning into confusion.“Why didn’t you return my hug?” she asked as she tilted her head, her gaze holding genuine curiosity.Calvin let out a slow breath, then slightly adjusted the collar of his shirt that had become wrinkled from the hug.His expression remained calm, but there was a distance he deliberately created.“I only want to respect my wife.”The words fell just like that—calm, clear, and without hesitation.The smile on Ziyi’s face immediately faded.“Your wife?” she repeated softly, almost unable to believe it.Calvin nodded.“Yes.”The woman’s face changed, a mixture of shock and disappointment clearly visible.She stared at Calvin longer, as if trying to make sure the man in front of her was not joking.“You… are already married?”“Yes.”Calvin answered

The night grew later. The city lights outside the presidential suite window cast a soft glow into the room, creating a warm atmosphere that contrasted with the cold air from the air conditioner. After finishing the dinner brought by Ziyi—which was now enjoyed together by the two of them—Camelia sat leaning against the large sofa near the window, while Calvin sat beside her with one arm resting casually around her shoulders.The silence between them was no longer an awkward one.Instead, it felt comfortable.Like two people who had finally found their way back home.Calvin turned his head, looking at Camelia’s face, which seemed much calmer than it had been that afternoon. His fingers gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, then his eyes narrowed slightly, as if something had long been bothering his mind.“Camelia.”“Hmm?” Camelia turned to look at him, her cheeks still slightly flushed from being kissed over and over again as soon as she arrived at the suite.Calvin smiled

The afternoon in the southern city felt scorching. The sun stood high overhead, casting a blinding white light across the Ashford company branch project site. A thin layer of dust drifted into the air every time a project vehicle passed by, while the sound of drilling machines, the foreman’s instructions, and the clanging of metal echoed through the atmosphere. In the midst of all that busyness, Calvin’s figure stood out.The man stood in the outdoor area with a white safety helmet on his head and a dark safety vest wrapped around his tall frame. The white shirt he wore beneath the vest had begun to cling slightly to his skin because of the sweat. One of his hands held a blueprint, while the other pointed toward the building structure that was still under construction.“This section needs to be reinforced again,” Calvin said firmly to the project foreman. “I don’t want a single mistake in the foundation.”“Yes, Mr. Calvin,” the man replied quickly.Even under the blazing sun, Calvin’s