All Chapters of HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 WISHES: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51. Was It Just the Alcohol?

"What were you and Vallen talking about?" Dylan asked sharply.I had barely stepped into the hospital room before he fired the question at me. His gaze was as sharp as a blade, ready to cut right through me. I walked over to the sofa where he was sitting."Nothing important. We were just chatting," I replied casually as I sat down beside him."Then why did you have to go somewhere else to talk?" he asked."Vallen didn't want to disturb Father," I lied, hoping it sounded convincing enough that Dylan wouldn't keep asking questions. I honestly had no idea what else I could say if he kept pressing me.My eyes drifted toward the bed. My father-in-law was already asleep. When I looked back at Dylan, I saw him scrolling through his phone. A second later, he placed a call."Yeah, I need a nurse to take care of my father." He leaned back against the sofa, his phone still pressed to his ear. "I need two of them so they can alternate shifts

52. My Twelfth Wish

The kiss lasted only a few seconds.Yet it felt as though time had stopped.When Dylan pulled away, I had forgotten how to breathe.A playful smile tugged at his lips, mischief glimmering in his eyes.I could only stare at him."Dylan... you kissed me again."Drunk as he was, Dylan merely blinked those sleepy eyes at me with an innocent expression. He stretched lazily before giving my shoulder a gentle push.My husband rolled onto his side, turning his back to me."So?" he mumbled, his voice low and hoarse."You just kissed me. What..." I stopped myself. There was no point arguing with him. Trying to reason with him now was like arguing with a fool who understood nothing. I lay down beside him, brushing my fingertips over my lips before turning to look at Dylan, who already seemed to be asleep."Dylan?" I called softly, just to make sure."Hm?" he answered with nothing more than a quiet hum."Why did you buy me a dress and jewelry? You said you were just going to give me the money," I

53. The Tie I Had to Cut

DYLANMy head was pounding when I woke up. For a few moments, I could only stare at the ceiling, blinking slowly. Memories of last night came rushing back, making me instinctively touch my lips.A quiet groan escaped me as I remembered kissing Anna again without even realizing it. It had only been a brief kiss, yet it had set my whole body on fire.Little by little, every conversation we had last night resurfaced in my mind, drawing a long sigh from my lips. I covered my face with my hands.What the hell was I thinking last night? Why did I even bring up Vallen's name?A soft murmur beside me made me freeze. Slowly, I turned my head toward Anna, who was curled up beside me. Her face looked so innocent without any makeup. Her small lips were slightly parted, soft enough to tempt me into kissing her again.I swallowed hard and quickly looked away."Damn it... I'm hard," I muttered under my breath.My hand tightened around the blanket. Carefully, I lifted Anna's arm from around my chest

54. Started a War

LEA"Where are you going?" Jenna stopped me. "Don't you have the day off from your photoshoot today?"I immediately turned around with a bright smile. "I do, but Dylan asked me to meet him at my apartment today."Jenna frowned, clearly surprised. "That's unusual. He's been so busy lately that he hasn't even had time for you."I pouted. "Yeah, but maybe he's not as busy now. Anyway, I'm heading out."I walked over and kissed her on the cheek."Have fun!" Jenna called after me.I simply winked, reached into my handbag, and pressed the unlock button on my key fob. My car's lights flashed in front of the house, and one of the male servants hurried over to open the door for me.Without wasting another second, I pulled out onto the busy road. Even with the heavy traffic, the smile never left my face. If Dylan wanted to see me, then he definitely had something in mind. My hands tightened around the steering wheel as my imagination wandered to all the naughty things we usually did whenever we

55. Started to Worry

DYLANLeaving Lea's apartment, for some reason, made me feel a little relieved. Now all I had to do was keep an eye on her until I could truly put my mind at ease. If she crossed the line, I wouldn't hesitate to cut off my business partnership with her father.To hell with our agreement. If she started playing games, I could do the same.When I got home, I found Anna and one of the maids finishing up my father's room. She was drenched in sweat as she straightened the bed, fluffed the pillows and bolster, making sure everything was comfortable for Abraham.A few loose strands had escaped her hastily tied hair and framed the side of her face. Her plain clothes looked worn and shabby.I let out a sigh. Did she always dress like this?Did she never buy herself new clothes? I gave her money every month. Where was it all going?Anyone walking into this house for the first time would probably mistake Anna for one of the maids i

56. She Chose Him Instead

Anna didn't answer my question. Instead, she pressed the back of her hand against her nose, trying to keep the blood from dripping onto the blanket. I quickly grabbed a box of tissues from the nightstand and handed it to her.She deftly rolled up a tissue and stuffed it into one nostril. We sat in silence for a while. All I could do was watch her sitting there with her head lowered, her face pale and drained of color. The tissue slowly turned red as it soaked through with blood.She pulled out another tissue and repeated the same thing. I frowned. Why hadn't the bleeding stopped yet? Weren't nosebleeds supposed to stop long before this?"If you're sick, we can go to the hospital right now," I offered.She answered with a shake of her head.Anna replaced the second tissue with a fresh one, crumpling the bloodstained one in her hand. "You can go back to your room, Dylan. I'm fine.""Fine? You have a nosebleed, and you still haven't answered my question," I protested, pointing toward the

57. Don't Look for Someone Else

ANNAA painful throbbing pounded through my head. The food on the nightstand sat barely touched. My stomach refused to keep anything down.Just a minute ago, I had thrown up in the bathroom. My stomach cramped so violently it felt like it was being twisted apart. Curled into myself, my gaze fell on the water container Dylan had brought me last night.For the first time since we got married, he had shown genuine concern for me. Even so, last night he had almost discovered all my medication. My hands trembling, I reached for the nightstand and slowly picked up my phone.I didn't think painkillers would help anymore. I needed to tell Vallen about my condition. Maybe he could help me.As I waited for him to answer, I struggled to straighten my weak body. My feet dangled over the edge of the bed while one hand gripped the side of my head.Come on, Vallen... answer.I winced. The pain in my head had become unbearable.The call connected, and Vallen's calm voice came through."What's wrong?"

58. A Happy Date, A Heartbreaking Truth

When I returned from the hospital, my body still didn't feel like my own. My head felt heavy, and every step drained what little strength I had left.The house staff checked on me from time to time, though the displeased looks on their faces made it obvious this wasn't something they were used to doing.I was certain Dylan had told them to.By late afternoon, I finally started feeling a little better. I saw my father-in-law sitting comfortably in his wheelchair with his nurse. They were enjoying the afternoon in the side garden.The nurse patiently fed Abraham, occasionally chatting with him. I hurried downstairs to join them. The moment he saw me, Abraham greeted me with an indistinct voice. Even though I couldn't make out his words, I knew he was happy to see me."Have you eaten, Dad?"He gave me a stiff nod.Brenda smiled. "Mr. Abraham looks really happy that you came to see him. He's barely said a word all day."

59. Whose Child Is It?

DYLANAs I waited for Anna's cotton candy to be wrapped, my phone vibrated in my pocket.Jessy was calling.I answered immediately, taking the cotton candy from the vendor as I walked away. A sense of unease settled over me."Come home now. We need to talk.""About what?" I asked, glancing at Anna, who was still patiently waiting for me on the park bench."Lea... she showed us a letter from her obstetrician," Jessy said quietly.Every nerve in my body went rigid. I couldn't find a single word to say. The cotton candy slipped from my hand. I looked toward Anna, still sitting there with a small smile as she waited for me.My chest tightened. I wanted to go to her, but Jessy's words had already consumed my thoughts. Without explaining anything, I turned around and ran toward my motorcycle.Damn it.I had really left Anna behind without her phone or any money. But I couldn't think about anything else. I had to get home and see that letter with my own eyes."I'll be there soon. Don't let D

60. The Dance of Us

"The foreign investors we invited have already entered the ballroom. They said the event is incredible," Erwin said, unable to hide the admiration in his voice.The lively noise on his end of the call brought a faint smile to my lips as I looked into the mirror.I glanced to my side, where Anna stood looking stunning in the dress I had bought for her.As she rose from her chair, the burgundy mermaid gown hugged her figure elegantly, accentuating the curve of her waist. And for some reason, I liked seeing her in dresses that revealed the graceful line of her collarbone, just like this one."Mr. Dylan hasn't even blinked since he started looking at you," the makeup artist teased Anna.They both giggled.I quickly looked away and turned my attention back to Erwin."We'll be downstairs in a few minutes," I said before ending the call.I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment. My gaze drifted across the spacious room before settling on the glittering night view beyond the floor-to-ceiling

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