All Chapters of His Regret Began When I Abandoned Him: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

After concluding their long conversation and finalizing the legal agreement with Mrs. Mira in the living room, Juna and Ziyi did not leave immediately. The married couple slowly made their way upstairs to the second floor of the Ashford residence. Their destination was Calvin and Camelia's master bedroom, where the twins had been spending most of their time lately.The atmosphere outside the bedroom door was eerily quiet. When Juna slowly turned the doorknob so as not to startle them, the sight inside the room instantly made Ziyi's heart ache.On the neatly made king-size bed, which felt empty without its owners, Aurora and Daven sat curled up side by side. Neither of the children touched their toys. Their small arms were tightly wrapped around a large framed photograph displaying Camelia and Calvin's warm smiles on their wedding day. Their swollen cheeks rested against the glass of the frame, as if they were searching for the remaining warmth of the parents they had lost.Ziyi held h

The day of the move had finally arrived. The grand Collyn family residence, which was usually quiet, now seemed much livelier with the preparations that had been made over the past few days. In accordance with the legal agreement approved by Mrs. Mira, Aurora and Daven officially stepped into their uncle and aunt's home to begin a new chapter in their lives.Ziyi did not want her niece and nephew to feel unfamiliar or isolated in this new environment. Ever since expressing her intention to adopt them, she had been busy supervising the preparation of two special bedrooms located side by side on the second floor. Both rooms had been decorated entirely according to Aurora and Daven's preferences, which Ziyi had carefully learned.Daven's room was dominated by calm shades of blue and gray, decorated with a textured wooden world map mural on one wall, complete with bookshelves filled with children's encyclopedias and miniature ships that he loved so much. Meanwhile, Aurora's room was surro

Ten years had passed like the chill of a midnight breeze, yet time seemed powerless to erode the conviction rooted in the hearts of the twin siblings. Tonight, Manhattan was blanketed in dense darkness, with the stars hidden behind a veil of thin clouds. Along the shoreline bordering the vast Atlantic Ocean, the gentle ripples reflected the distant flickering lights of the city. Just as the digital watch on their wrists struck midnight, two teenage figures stepped toward the edge of the concrete pier. Aurora and Daven had now grown into eighteen-year-old teenagers. Daven had developed a tall, sturdy physique, a well-defined jawline, and a pair of dark eyes that looked remarkably like those of their late father, Calvin. Meanwhile, Aurora had blossomed into an exceptionally beautiful young woman, with long wavy hair and a pair of clear hazel eyes inherited entirely from the beauty of her mother, Camelia. In their arms, each of them carried several white flowers, Camelia's favorite, a

That morning, the area around Columbia University's main gate was bustling with activity. Hundreds of freshmen, dressed in the signature fashion style of urban youth, filled the walkways and outdoor corridors as they prepared for the first day of campus orientation. The lively chatter, the sound of footsteps, and the steady flow of passing vehicles created the vibrant atmosphere of a new semester. Among the line of vehicles waiting to enter the parking area, a dark gray electric motorcycle slowly weaved through the gaps between the rows of cars. Daven sat behind the handlebars, dressed casually in a loose flannel shirt and dark jeans. Sitting behind him, Aurora hugged her backpack tightly, wearing a simple knitted cardigan with her hair tied into a ponytail. As the adopted children of the Collyn family and the sole rightful heirs of the Ashford Corporation dynasty, their appearance today was worlds apart from anything glamorous. Juna and Ziyi had actually offered them a luxury car

The engine of the black SUV hummed softly as it pulled away from the main lobby of the university's rectorate building. Inside the soundproof passenger cabin, Malveno Chandler leaned back against the comfortable leather seat. His eyes stared blankly out the window, watching Aurora and Daven's figures grow smaller in the distance until they finally disappeared behind the campus gates.The man suddenly became restless. He loosened his tie, which had suddenly begun to feel suffocating around his neck, then let out several long breaths. His fingers tapped repeatedly against his knee in an uneven rhythm. What was this feeling? Why had that brief embrace from the unfamiliar girl on campus left such an overwhelming flutter inside his chest? Why did that hoarse cry calling him "Dad" continue to echo in his ears, as though it were pounding against a tightly locked iron door hidden deep within the corner of his memories?"Mr. Chandler, are you all right?" his personal secretary, who was sitting