All Chapters of His Regret Began When I Abandoned Him: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

The roar of Collyn Group's private jet gradually faded after it landed flawlessly on the runway at Changi Airport, Singapore. After a long flight from New York, Juna and Ziyi finally set foot in the Lion City. The warm tropical atmosphere immediately welcomed them, yet the tension between the husband and wife did not ease in the slightest. Juna continued walking beside Ziyi, holding her hand tightly as though he were pouring every ounce of strength he had into facing the moment he had feared for so long.A luxury sedan prepared by Collyn Group's representative team in Singapore drove them through the city's orderly streets toward an exclusive penthouse in the Orchard district—the place where Seraphina was being isolated and cared for under the strict supervision of the private medical team hired by Juna.As soon as the penthouse door was opened by the guard on duty, the sight of a spacious minimalist room greeted their arrival. Seraphina was sitting casually on a sofa near a large win

The tension in the courtyard garden of Ashford Corporation suddenly reached its peak as the sound of heavy, hurried footsteps shattered the silence. Calvin, who had apparently been standing in the corridor after feeling uneasy about leaving Amelie alone, witnessed a scene that instantly ignited the deepest flames of jealousy and anger within his chest.Without wasting a single second, Calvin strode over with an overwhelmingly intimidating aura, like a storm ready to sweep away everything in its path. Before Revan could utter another sweet word to flirt with his wife, Calvin immediately pulled Camelia into the protection of his strong embrace, shielding her safely behind his tall frame.At the same time, with one powerful thrust of his muscular arm, Calvin shoved Revan squarely in the chest, sending him stumbling backward several steps, nearly losing his balance on the garden lawn."Bastard!" Calvin growled in a deep baritone voice trembling with barely restrained fury. The Ashford CEO

That night, New York was blanketed by a thin layer of fog that slightly reduced visibility. After successfully concluding her business meeting with a renowned boutique owner and a luxury jewelry store entrepreneur, Camelia stepped out of the private restaurant with a smile gracing her beautiful face. Outside, a luxurious black sedan was already waiting. Calvin, who had deliberately come to pick her up after making sure Aurora and Daven were sleeping soundly under the guards' protection, stepped out to open the door for his wife."You didn't have to come all the way here to pick me up, Calvin," Camelia said with a soft chuckle as she got into the car."I couldn't leave you to go home alone this late, especially after what happened with Revan this afternoon," Calvin replied in his deep baritone voice as he drove through the streets of Manhattan, which had begun to grow quiet.The black sedan continued steadily toward the bridge on their way back home. Inside the cabin, the atmosphere wa

Two days had passed since the fatal tragedy on the Brooklyn Bridge. Yet even now, the sea remained silent, as though it had swallowed every trace of Calvin and Camelia without leaving behind even the slightest glimmer of hope. The area around the harbor was now filled with police lines and the search vessels' floodlights, which continued sweeping across the murky water.On the shoreline, Juna stood looking thinner and more exhausted than before. The face that had always been firm and commanding now looked completely devastated. Beside him, Ziyi held his hand tightly, trying to give him strength even though her own hands were trembling uncontrollably.A police captain approached them, unable to hide the exhaustion written across his face. He lowered his head before handing Juna a plastic evidence bag containing small fragments of the wrecked car."Mr. Collyn," the officer said in a heavy voice filled with reluctant sympathy. "We've searched within a two-mile radius from the point where

The sharp scent of antiseptic stung Juna's sense of smell as soon as he stepped through the glass doors of the delivery room. On the bed with its backrest elevated, Seraphina lay with her blonde hair wet with sweat, clinging to her forehead and pale cheeks. Both of her hands tightly gripped the metal rails on the side of the bed, while her breath gasped desperately in line with the instructions constantly shouted by the team of doctors and midwives.Juna walked closer, taking a position on the right side of the bed. There was a sense of awkwardness that briefly held back his steps, but seeing how the woman's body tensed violently from the impact of the peaking contractions, the ego and the past between them suddenly faded, replaced by pure humanity."Take a deep breath, Miss Seraphina. Inhale through the nose, exhale slowly," guided the obstetrician, his eyes fully focused on the dilation process which had reached its peak. "Good, now push when the next contraction comes. One, two, th