All Chapters of Regret Is Just The Beginning: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Hahahahaha!”Lauren’s laughter echoed across the dimly lit room, loud and sharp, the kind of laughter that made the men standing around shift uneasily where they stood. It wasn’t the laughter of someone who had lost her mind completely, but something far worse — the laughter of someone who had nothing left to fear.Her head tilted slightly as she stared at Henry, her eyes glimmering with a strange, unsettling calm despite the red mark blooming across her cheek.“I’m cruel?” she asked between bursts of laughter, her voice hoarse but still dripping with mockery. “Henry, you’re the one who watched it all happen, remember?”Another wave of laughter burst out of her, louder this time, her shoulders shaking against the ropes that held her tightly to the chair.The men around the room glanced at one another briefly. Even Martins, who had been standing rigidly near the door with his usual professional composure, frowned faintly. Something about the woman’s laughter felt wrong — too fearless

Henry’s steps were quick and heavy as he crossed the narrow stretch of pavement toward them. His jaw was clenched so tightly that the muscles along his face twitched with restrained fury. Before Diana could fully register his presence, his hand shot forward and wrapped firmly around her wrist, pulling her toward his side with a force that made her stumble slightly.“Why the hell do you keep flirting with this guy?” Henry demanded, his voice sharp and loud enough to slice through the quiet afternoon air. His other hand lifted as he pointed accusingly at Merlin, who stood only a few steps away. Henry’s eyes burned with a mixture of anger and something darker, something that resembled jealousy, though he would never admit it openly.Diana stared at him in disbelief for a brief second before her expression hardened. The warmth that had momentarily filled her face while she was speaking with Merlin disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold, simmering irritation.“None of your business!

Diana had just finished cleaning the small wound on Merlin’s neck.She leaned back slightly, studying her work with careful eyes. “Try not to move your neck too much,” she said gently. “The cut isn’t deep, but it could reopen if you’re careless.”Merlin gave a small nod, though his eyes remained fixed on her face longer than necessary. There was a quiet warmth in his expression. Just then, a persistent knock came at the door. The sudden sound at the door interrupted the moment.Diana frowned slightly and stood up from the chair.“I wonder who that could be at this hour,” she murmured to herself.She walked across the small living room toward the entrance and unlocked the door. As she pulled it open, her expression immediately changed.Standing outside was Henry.The irritation in her eyes appeared instantly.“What are you doing here?” Diana asked, rolling her eyes slightly as if his presence was the last thing she wanted to deal with tonight.Henry didn’t greet her.Instead, his ey

The urgent call Martins had made that night turned out to be entirely work-related.After Henry picked up the phone and heard the tension in Martins’ voice, he had expected something far worse. For a moment, he had even wondered if something had happened to Diana again.But Martins quickly explained the situation.A major client, one of Goldings Corp’s largest international partners, had suddenly requested a meeting with Henry that very night. According to the client’s assistant, the matter was urgent and could not wait until the following week.Under normal circumstances, Henry would have agreed immediately. The client in question handled contracts worth millions, and maintaining that relationship was crucial for the company’s stability.However, Henry’s mood that night was far from normal.His mind was still burning with the images of Diana and Merlin together in that apartment.The sound of her voice defending Merlin.The way she had touched his face.And the look in her eyes whe

“Diana…” Henry called again.This time his voice was different.The anger that had filled it earlier was gone. What remained was raw, painful desperation.His throat tightened as he looked at her standing a few steps away from him on the balconym“Diana,” Henry repeated, his voice breaking now. “I can’t live without you. You’re the only one I love.”The confession came out like a man drowning, grabbing at the last piece of wood floating on the ocean.He took a step forward.Slowly, carefully, as if approaching something fragile.His hand lifted, reaching for her shoulder.But the moment his fingers almost touched her—Diana shifted.She stepped back instantly. The movement was quick, instinctive, like someone avoiding fire.Henry’s hand froze mid-air.For a second, neither of them spoke.The silence between them carried years of pain.Diana stared at him. Her eyes were no longer soft.They burned.“Henry,” she began slowly.Her voice was calm, but beneath that calmness lived something