All Chapters of HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 WISHES: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

My car rolled to a stop in the parking lot. I narrowed my eyes when I spotted a man in casual clothes heading into the basement level. He ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back while carrying something in one hand.Vallen.He walked past my car, and without thinking, I hit the horn, making him flinch. He shot me an annoyed look. The two of us had never gotten along whenever we crossed paths. Still, for some reason, I wanted to talk to him."Can we talk for a minute?"Vallen glanced at his watch. "It's midnight. What exactly do you want to talk about in a parking garage at this hour?" he mocked, instantly getting on my nerves.Why did he always have to be so damn irritating whenever he was around me?I let out a sigh. "Why was Anna crying when she was with you?" I asked bluntly."You don't know?" he asked, the words dripping with sarcasm. He let out an amused scoff. "Of course you don't. You don't care about Anna."My jaw tightened.So Anna really had been telling this man about

ANNAVallen and I didn't head straight home. Instead, he drove me somewhere else. As I ate the bread he'd given me the night before, I turned toward him."Where are you taking me?"Keeping his eyes on the road, Vallen glanced at me briefly and smiled."To visit Miranda."I froze for a moment. I didn't say anything, but emotion welled up in my chest. It had been a long time since I'd visited my mom.Vallen turned into the cemetery. Once the car came to a stop, I hurriedly finished the bread in my hand and drained the bottle of water. After getting out, we walked side by side toward Miranda's grave."I forgot to buy her favorite flowers," Vallen muttered, scratching the back of his head."It's okay. She'd understand. She knows you're forgetful," I teased.He let out an amused scoff.I crouched down and gently brushed away the moss that had begun to grow over Miranda's headstone. Her name was still clearly visible, even though no one came to clean it very often. Vallen did the same.For

DYLANThe doctor said Lea was doing much better. Strangely enough, the news didn't bring me even the slightest sense of relief. Especially knowing she was planning to attend my event later.There was only one thing I hoped for. That she wouldn't cause a scene during the event, and more importantly, that she'd keep her distance from me."Are you leaving?" Lea asked."Hm.""You don't look happy to be here. Are you already getting tired of seeing me?" she accused, as always making my temper flare."No. I'm just tired," I replied, using it as an excuse to avoid another argument.Lea opened her arms.I stepped forward, wrapped my arms around her, and kissed the top of her head. She brushed her lips against mine. For a few seconds, I fought the urge to pull away. Then she slowly stepped back with a bright smile."I'm so glad we've made up.""Hm.""Then get some rest. I'll see you at the even

"With Anna? You've got to be kidding me. Why does it have to be that wretched woman?" she shouted.The tension didn't ease. If anything, it only grew heavier. Jessy turned toward Anna with a look of utter disbelief before shifting her gaze to me. All I could do was rub my temple with my fingers."It was Dad's request. What am I supposed to do?" I said before walking over to a chair and sitting down.Jessy remained where she was, staring through the glass at Abraham's hospital room. The doctors and nurses were doing everything they could to save him."You can change his mind. All he wants is a grandchild, isn't that right?" Jessy turned and walked toward me.My eyes met Anna's. She stood frozen a short distance away. I couldn't quite read the expression on her face. It was a mixture of worry and disbelief. I lowered my gaze to the cold hospital floor once more."Forget about that, Mom. Right now, the only thing that matters is Dad's condition," I said, trying to redirect her attention.

I couldn't understand what Dylan meant.For several long seconds, all I could do was stare at him from across the room, carefully studying his unreadable expression until I arrived at a rather ridiculous conclusion.Please don't judge me. It's only an assumption.I thought... it seemed like Dylan wanted to sleep with me.The moment the thought crossed my mind, heat rushed to my cheeks. I lowered my head and squeezed the water bottle in my hand so hard that water burst out, splashing all over my clothes.Damn it.This is so embarrassing."What's wrong with you?" Dylan asked, puzzled."Nothing."One of his eyebrows arched."You're definitely overthinking something," he scoffed with an amused hiss. "Go wash your face. You look like a mess."I got to my feet. Abraham was watching me with unmistakable amusement in his eyes."Yeah, looks like you should wash yours too. You look like a zombie," I shot back.The corners of Dylan's lips lifted. He stood up and asked his father for permission t