All Chapters of His Regret Began When I Abandoned Him: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Chapter 152Two years passed far faster than Camelia had ever imagined. Many things changed during that time. Collyn Group stood firmly once again, major projects began running smoothly, and Camelia’s name slowly became widely known in the international design world. Her work appeared several times in famous fashion and interior magazines, and even some celebrities began wearing her designs.But behind all those achievements, there was one thing that never truly changed.Calvin still had not woken up.That night, the ballroom of a luxurious hotel in the city center was crowded with invited guests. The crystal lights reflected softly throughout the room, while the sound of piano music made the engagement atmosphere feel warm and elegant.That day was Jonathan and Ziyi’s engagement day.Camelia stood near the decoration table while watching the guests who were beginning to fill the room. The navy satin dress she wore looked simple compared to the other guests, yet it still looked elegan

Chapter 154Camelia was still standing stiffly on the ballroom balcony, her breathing uneven. Her lips still felt warm after that sudden kiss, while the masked man in front of her looked relaxed as if he had not just nearly stopped her heart.For several seconds, Camelia could only stare at him with wide eyes full of disbelief.Then her emotions exploded instantly.“You’re seriously unbelievable!” she snapped as she shoved his chest hard.The masked man stepped back half a step, but a soft chuckle escaped his lips instead.Camelia grew even more irritated.“I already told you I have a husband!”“I know.”“Then why do you keep bothering me?!”The man tilted his head slightly. “Because I’m serious.”Camelia clicked her tongue in frustration. “I don’t care!”“But I’m handsome.”Camelia stared at him in disbelief after hearing that. “Not funny.”The man still stood calmly in front of her while holding the bouquet of white roses.“You really won’t give me a chance?”Camelia laughed sarcast

21++The night grew deeper as the black sedan pulled up to the apartment lobby. A silent atmosphere greeted them as soon as the elevator doors closed, leaving Camelia and Calvin in a narrow space that suddenly felt hot. The children had been intentionally left at Mira’s house; an unwritten agreement understood by everyone that this couple needed time together—truly together—after two hollow years.Once the apartment door was opened and locked behind them, Calvin wasted no more time. He cornered Camelia against the door leaf, embracing her waist protectively as if the outside world were still trying to snatch her away."Calvin, wait—" Camelia's words were cut short as his lips landed on her forehead, long and lingering with pressure.Calvin moved to kiss both of her eyes, down to the bridge of her nose, then kissed both of her cheeks thoroughly. Every touch felt like a profound declaration of ownership. Camelia could feel Calvin's racing breath, contrasting with her own trembling finge

21++The moonlight entering through the gaps in the curtains cast a silver hue on their sweat-drenched skin. The cool night air on the balcony earlier seemed to have only served as new fuel for the fire blazing inside the room. There were no signs of fatigue on Calvin's face; instead, the man looked increasingly energetic, as if every second he had spent in a coma had now mutated into an endless supply of masculine energy.Calvin guided Camelia toward the teak dressing table located in the corner of the room. With a swift yet gentle movement, he lifted Camelia's body and sat her on the cold surface of the table. Bottles of perfume and cosmetics shifted, creating a subtle clinking of glass amidst the silence of the night."Calvin, the table..." Camelia tried to protest, but her voice instead sounded like a seductive whisper."Ignore the table, Camelia. Focus on me," Calvin interrupted in a low, commanding tone.He stood between Camelia’s wide-open legs, letti

On top of the bed with its sheets already hopelessly tangled, Calvin groaned in frustration. His breathing came out ragged while his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, filled with tortured emptiness. The position of his body lying flat on his back did nothing to ease the tension coiling in his lower abdomen. Instead, his erection—fully hardened with veins protruding along the thick shaft—throbbed even harder, demanding the release that had been cruelly left unfinished.With a curse under his breath, Calvin grabbed himself. His fingers wrapped tightly around his length, stroking himself up and down in a fast and rough rhythm. The friction of his own skin felt hot, yet the sensation could not compare to the warm wetness Camelia had given him only minutes ago. Touching himself now felt more like torture, burning him alive from the inside out. The climax pressing at the tip seemed trapped behind an invisible wall, leaving him even more desperate.“Damn it,” Calvin cursed in a hoarse bari