All Chapters of Regret Is Just The Beginning: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The day of the DNA result arrives, and the atmosphere is tense as all parties gather to hear it. The waiting area felt too small for the weight it carried, the air thick with silence that no one seemed willing to break. Even the soft hum of the air conditioning seemed louder than usual, as if the room itself was aware of what hung in the balance. Diana stood slightly apart, her arms folded across her chest, her posture straight, her face unreadable. She had chosen that position deliberately, not to be too close or too involved, but present enough to witness everything. Her eyes remained steady, but beneath that calm surface, her thoughts were far from still. She had spent the entire morning preparing herself for whatever outcome would come, telling herself she would handle it with clarity, with control. Still, standing there now, she could feel the tension pressing against her ribs, making each breath slightly heavier than the last.Merlin stood a few steps away from her, his g

Diana confronts Merlin with the new information, and she was shocked to see him hesitates in a way that confirms there are still secrets buried deep. The message stayed on her screen long after Emma had wandered off to continue her quiet play, her laughter fading into the background as Diana remained seated, her eyes fixed on those few lines that had unsettled her far more than she wanted to admit. It wasn’t just what the message said, it was how precise it was, how it referenced something that clearly wasn’t public, something personal, something deliberately hidden. That alone was enough to make her stand up slowly, her mind already made up.She found Merlin in his study, standing by the desk with a file open in front of him, though it was obvious he hadn’t been reading anything for a while. His posture was still, but his mind wasn’t. He looked up the moment she entered, sensing something in her expression even before she spoke.“We need to talk,” she said.There was no hesitatio

Investigations begin quietly, in small steps that fit naturally into their daily lives. So instead, she approached it the same way she handled complex work at the lab, by observing patterns, gathering pieces, and allowing the truth to reveal itself through consistency rather than force.That evening, the living room felt less tense than it had in days, though the unease had not disappeared completely. It had simply taken on a different form, one that sat quietly in the background while they focused on something else. Ashley sat across from Diana, her phone placed on the table between them, while Merlin stood by the side, his arms folded, watching everything with guarded attention.“Start from the first message,” Diana said, her tone calm but firm.Ashley nodded and picked up her phone, scrolling through her messages before handing it over. “This was the first one.”Diana took it, her eyes moving carefully across the screen. She read the next one.Then another.Each message built o

Diana found herself standing in the middle of her office that morning, staring at a stack of files that had suddenly become more than just work; they felt like anchors trying to pull her in different directions at once.The past few days had tested her patience, her emotions, and even her judgment.But somewhere within that chaos, something inside her had shifted.She picked up one of the files, flipping through it and as she walked out toward the main lab floor, her presence alone seemed to change the energy in the room. The team had been expecting tension, hesitation, maybe even another distracted version of her, but what they got instead was a composed, controlled Diana whose voice carried clarity and firmness when she finally spoke. “We’re behind on the timeline, and that ends today,” she said. “I want updated reports on every section within the next hour, and if anything is unclear, we fix it immediately, not later.”There was a brief silence before everyone moved at once, resp

The house had begun to change in a way Diana could not ignore anymore, not in structure or design, but in feeling. It no longer felt like a place she had temporarily stepped into out of necessity; it felt lived in, warm, and slowly becoming hers. That evening, the three of them sat around the dining table, and for once, nothing weighed heavily in the air. Emma, as usual, refused to let the moment pass without turning it into something playful. She watched Diana and Merlin closely for a while, then suddenly burst into giggles, covering her mouth dramatically like she had just discovered something scandalous. “If you both keep smiling like this, I’ll start charging you for watching romance,” she said, her tone teasing and completely unserious. Diana blinked, then laughed, shaking her head as she reached for her glass. Merlin leaned back slightly, a faint smile forming on his lips as he looked at Emma like she had just said the most ridiculous thing he had heard all day