All Chapters of He Regretted It and Begged for a Second Chance: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Elara decided to close her eyes. Her body curled beneath the thick blanket, trying to silence the storm clouding her mind. Waiting for Mike to return to this room would only waste her energy for nothing. It was better for her to sleep and prepare her sanity for tomorrow’s battle.Meanwhile, downstairs, the atmosphere inside the guest room felt suffocating for Mike. The man sat at the edge of the bed with his jaw tightly clenched, while Vania continued whining sweetly beside him, clinging to his arm as if unwilling to leave even a single inch of space.Mike was tortured. His mind was nowhere inside this room. His focus remained upstairs, on the maroon silk silhouette wrapping around Elara’s body. Damn it, his body’s biological reaction still had not subsided. He was still fully hardened, throbbing and demanding release, and damn Mike for realizing that the only person he wanted at this moment was Elara. Not the woman beside him.The frustration burning inside his chest made Mike clench

The dim moonlight slowly shifted away, leaving behind the remnants of desire that gradually settled alongside their breathing, which was finally returning to normal. Mike’s body slumped weakly against the side of the bed, sweat still coating his broad chest. The man shut his eyes tightly and instantly fell asleep, overwhelmed by the incredible exhaustion after the long struggle that had completely drained all his energy.Beside him, Elara remained still. She pulled the blanket up to her chest, propping her head up with one hand as she stared intently at Mike’s sleeping face. A deep sense of satisfaction crept into her chest.Just one more step, Elara thought, her fingers moving silently, hovering above her husband’s sharp jawline.A selfish hope slipped quietly behind the wounds in her heart. She hoped that after the bloodstain on the sheets proved everything, Mike would finally begin to open his heart and love her. Only that way could her revenge mission proceed perfectly. Elara want

The towering skyscraper of the Laurent Group still looked busy that morning when Vania barged in without paying any attention to the secretary sitting in front of Mike’s office desk. The teakwood office door slammed open loudly, creating a booming sound that echoed throughout the room.Mike, who had been reviewing documents behind his desk, immediately looked up. His jaw tightened the moment he saw Vania standing there in disarray, breathing heavily with reddened eyes.“Mike! What is the meaning of this?!” Vania shrieked as she strode toward his desk and slammed both hands against its surface.Mike slowly set down his pen, trying to suppress the irritation that instantly rose to his head. “Vania, watch your manners. This is the office.”“The office? I don’t care!” Vania shouted hysterically as selfish tears began streaming down her cheeks. “Why did you betray me, Mike? Why did you sleep with Elara last night?!”Mike’s thick brows furrowed together. “Who told you that?”“That bitch sho

The master bedroom fell silent again, leaving only the sound of breathing that gradually became regular under the dim glow of the night lamp. Mike had truly lost control tonight. The passion ignited by blind jealousy made him act brutally, completely eroding all boundaries of sanity that he had always been proud of in front of Elara.Beside him, Elara was already fast asleep. Her slender body curled up behind the thick blanket, looking so fragile and exhausted after facing Mike's merciless possession. Her breathing sounded smooth, contrasting with the turmoil that had actually just begun inside her husband's chest.Mike could not sleep. He chose to sit leaning against the headboard, letting his bare chest be exposed to the faint night breeze blowing from the gap in the curtains. His eyes were locked on the figure of the woman who now held the status of his wife.Mike's eagle eyes rolled down toward Elara's slender neck. There, on the skin that this morning had been clean due to the to

The heavy, firm sound of footsteps echoed rhythmically from the corridor outside, drawing closer and closer to the master bedroom.Elara, who was sitting silently at the edge of the bed, did not once lift her gaze from the fingers intertwined in her lap. She knew exactly who those footsteps belonged to.The bedroom door opened with a soft push.Mike stepped inside, breaking the silence of the room with the commanding aura that always surrounded him. Yet something was different about him today. There was none of the intimidating intensity that had flared from him the previous night. Instead, a faint awkwardness lingered beneath his impassive expression.Mike cleared his throat briefly, filling the emptiness between them as he walked toward the large wardrobe in the corner of the room."I'm leaving on a business trip for two days," Mike said, his deep baritone voice slightly subdued.Elara did not move from her position. She did not even bother to raise her head and look at her husband.