All Chapters of Reborn in His Regret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Sure enough, the scene was exactly the same as my previous life.Even the tear trembling on Nessa’s lashes, just about to fall, was identical.In my previous life, it was this pitiful, fragile act of hers that completely fooled Harry.Raised among elite families who married for corporate interests, I never believed love was part of the marriage equation.Nessa’s appearance made my heart ache, but not enough to make me lose my reason.When Harry wanted to break off our engagement, I did not cry or make a scene. Out of respect for the years of friendship between our families, I merely tried to persuade him a little.“Nessa is an orphan, and she has no real work experience. Even if you two…“But marriage isn’t something Old Master Grant would ever agree to. It would only cause her trouble.“Harry, why not leave her aside for now, and later…”I spoke carefully, hinting rather than stating outright.“Once you become the heir in the future, won’t you be the one calling the shots?”

I truly had gone mad.If I had not lived through the events of my previous life, I would never have broken off my engagement with Harry so easily.I had been taught since young to put family first. To enjoy my family’s wealth and power was to take on the responsibility of serving them.Since marriages were always arranged for strategic reasons, it was better to marry someone familiar than a stranger.The Lane family had a century-long legacy. We needed allies to move forward.Harry Grant seemed to be the perfect choice.There were many capable men in Harry's generation of the Grant family, but his father died young. Therefore, he was the easiest to manipulate. Supporting him promised maximum benefits.In my previous life, after Harry rose to power and proposed a major joint project with the Lane Corporation, my father invested huge sums without hesitation.However, Harry later caught us completely off guard.It was proven that collaborating with a fool was a recipe for disas

I really did want to try.If Wesley could not have children, would my entire plan have been for nothing?Still, obviously, a teahouse was not the place to try.A month later, the show I invited Wesley to finally took the stage.Harry had gone abroad to deal with an overseas project, taking along the secretary he was so hopelessly in love with.No one expected them to offend a local power broker there, who openly threatened to teach them a lesson.Harry panicked and had someone send Nessa back to the country first.That alone would have been one thing.What no one expected was for Harry to follow her back.Nessa told Harry she was scared and begged him to escort her home, so the two of them returned together to Arkadia.“They’ve already made threats. They said they’d make us pay. We were practically facing death. How could I leave Harry there alone to die?”In my previous life, Nessa played the victim as she explained everything to the company.She was just a girl who had ju

I still had some good memories with Harry.Before Nessa came along, he never missed a single birthday of mine. He would always set off fireworks with me to celebrate.When I was little, I did not know wishes were supposed to be silent, so I would shout them out loud. Within days, whatever I wished for would arrive from the Grant family.As I grew older, I kept my wishes to myself, but Harry somehow always found out my preferences through my friends.When I arrived at Phoenix Hill Park, he was already there. One glance told me I had not been wrong.The young, reckless Harry of my childhood and the powerful director of the Grant Corporation were completely different people.“Evelyn, it’s been years since we last came here.” He stared at the cliff that seemed to have no bottom.Of course, no one was setting off fireworks at this hour.“I remember the year you slipped down there.” He pointed at a small slope not far off. “You cried your little heart out.“I pulled you back up.

As spring turned to summer, rain started falling.It was eerily similar to the day I died.The detention center was damp and cold. Harry had lost a lot of weight. His hands were cuffed, and he wore a thin prison uniform as he sat across from me behind the glass.He should not have looked so miserable.His methods for consolidating the Grant family’s followers after his rebirth were ruthless. Old Master Grant was utterly disappointed in him, so much so that he refused to see him even on his deathbed.Yes, even with the best hospitals, the finest doctors, and the most expensive medicine, Old Master Grant’s life had only been extended by three months.Harry lifted his head when he saw me sit across from him.His eyes lit up.He reached toward the glass, wanting to take my hand. The cold barrier kept us apart.“Evelyn, you still won’t forgive me.”I could not help but laugh.“Evelyn, we’ve both been given a second chance. It’s a chance for us to start over…”“I don’t see