All Chapters of The Bully's Regret: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Wren CarterEverything inside me went silent.I lowered the phone from my ear so slowly that it almost felt unreal. My fingers had gone numb around it, Cyrus's frantic voice still echoing in my head.*Leave.**Get out of there.**I'm begging you.*Cyrus Blackwood didn't beg.Not once in the entire time I'd known him had I ever heard desperation in his voice.Yet...Just now...He had sounded terrified.My eyes slowly lifted toward Adrian.He was already watching me.There was something in his expression I'd never noticed before. Not warmth. Not patience. Not even guilt.Fear.Not fear of me.Fear that I had answered that call."What happened?" he asked quietly.I swallowed."Cyrus..." My voice came out barely above a whisper. "He said I need to leave."For a second, Adrian simply stared at me.Then he closed his eyes.A tired sigh escaped him."I figured he'd find out sooner or later."My heartbeat stuttered."What... does that mean?"He looked at me for several long seconds before pu

Wren CarterThe walk back to my apartment was strangely quiet.Neither of us spoke much after leaving the café. The adrenaline from everything that had happened was finally beginning to wear off, leaving behind nothing but exhaustion. Every now and then I stole a glance at Cyrus walking beside me, only to look away again before he noticed. His split lip had dried into a thin streak of blood, and there was already a dark bruise blooming along his cheekbone. Every time I looked at him, a small knot of guilt tightened inside my chest.I stopped outside my apartment door and unlocked it without saying anything. When I stepped inside, Cyrus remained standing in the hallway."I should go," he said quietly.I turned around."You need your wounds cleaned.""They're fine.""They're bleeding.""They'll stop.""Cyrus."He looked at me. For a moment neither of us spoke.Then I sighed. "Please."The word came out much softer than I'd intended. Something changed in his expression. He gave one small

Cyrus BlackwoodRyan never called this late unless something had gone terribly wrong.The vibration of my phone pulled me away from the stack of documents scattered across my desk. I glanced at the screen.Ryan.Without hesitation, I answered."What?"There wasn't the usual sarcasm waiting for me. No jokes. No smart remarks. Only silence.That silence alone was enough to make every muscle in my body tense."...We found them."I slowly stood from my chair."What did you say?""I found the people who were chasing Wren."My heartbeat accelerated. For nearly two weeks, that had been all I'd been thinking about.Every spare second. Every phone call. Every favor I'd ever earned. Every connection my family had.I'd exhausted almost all of them trying to reach these people before they reached her.Finally..."We've got names," Ryan continued. "We've got addresses.We even know who they're working for."I grabbed my car keys immediately."I'm coming."Ryan was already waiting when I arrived. He

Cyrus BlackwoodIf someone had told me a month ago that my Saturday morning would begin with Wren Carter calling me first...I would've laughed in their face.Yet here I was.Standing in my room with a folder full of reports spread across my desk, trying to make sense of names, numbers, and dead ends that all somehow led back to the men hunting Wren.Nothing fit together.Every lead I chased either disappeared or circled back to another fake identity.The photograph of her mother.The threatening messages.Adrian.The loan sharks.It all felt connected, but there was still a missing piece.One piece.And until I found it...Wren wasn't safe.I rubbed a tired hand over my face before throwing another file onto the desk with a frustrated sigh."Damn it."For the first time in years, I felt useless.No amount of money.No family influence.No connections.Nothing seemed enough.Whoever these people were...They knew how to disappear.I leaned both hands against the desk, staring blankly

Cyrus BlackwoodI wasn't sure what terrified me more. Business meetings with my father.Or asking Wren Carter to have dinner with me.At least in business meetings I knew exactly how I'd fail.With Wren...I never knew.Mrs. Carter had eventually fallen asleep after exhausting herself talking more than the doctors probably approved of, leaving Wren and me quietly walking side by side through the hospital corridor. Neither of us felt the need to fill the silence. It wasn't uncomfortable anymore. Somewhere along the way, silence with her had become... peaceful.She was adjusting the strap of her bag when I finally worked up the courage."Wren?""Hm?"She looked over.My rehearsed speech disappeared instantly."I..." I scratched the back of my neck. "I wanted to ask you something."She stopped walking. I almost wished she hadn't. Now she was actually waiting. Patiently."What is it?"I took a slow breath. "Would you..."No.Too direct."I was thinking maybe..."Still terrible.She tilted