All Chapters of The Goodbye he regretted : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Diana and Kylie froze, the dramatic tears on their faces instantly drying as they stared at Damien in sheer disbelief. " You ungrateful rebel!" Gerald's face flushed a violent shade of red, his blood pressure spiking in an instant. His illegitimate son—the one he had sidelined for years—had rarely dared to speak against him. Now that Damien held the reins as president of Vance Corporation, he was openly defying his father's authority. Damien himself felt a brief moment of surprise. He hadn't planned the response, yet the word had slipped past his lips with quiet, dangerous ease. "What is wrong with you?!" Gerald roared, taking a step forward. "You were the one desperate to divorce Selene! You were the one who insisted on marrying Aurora! Now I order you to sign those papers immediately, and you refuse? Do you think you can keep multiple women hanging on your sleeve?! Do you think marriage is a joke?! How did I raise such an idiot?!" "Keep multiple women?" Damien let out a

After all, Richard was an expert at flirting with girls.“Hah! Mr. Hoffman, do you really want your bones to break this time?” Maureen asked through gritted teeth. Her clear eyes were filled with murderous intent.Richard did not dare to move closer to Bella, so he took two steps back and pretended to be innocent. “Ms. Selene, I’m just joking with you. Don’t be so fierce… After all, I’m also a victim. You hit me, scolded me, and ruined my clothes. I have a lunch appointment with my mother later, so I can’t show up like this. At the very least, you should give me a change of clothes, right?”Maureen also felt that she had gone a little too far just now.After all, compared to the ignorant Damien, Richard was quite sensible. Last time, Richard stood up for her when she was bullied by Aurora and Kylie. She would always remember these small acts of kindness.“I’ll ask my secretary to prepare a new set of clothes for you soon, and I’ll get you a room so that you can bathe, change, and rest

Two top-notch Centurion black cards were presented by two men who could shake up the city's economy. These two men were actually fighting over a necklace! This scene should be made into a painting! The store attendant looked at the black cards in front of her and was so frightened that she said incoherently, “Sirs… There is only one necklace left…” “I know.” Damien’s cold gaze finally left Maureen’s beautiful face. “I’m only buying it because there is only one left.” Aurora was so proud that she almost jumped in joy. However, she waited quietly for Damien to deliver the necklace to her. Seeing Damien’s insistence, Maureen pursed her lips lightly. Her heart was filled with jealousy and bitterness. As long as Aurora wanted something, Damien would help her get it, regardless of the circumstances. In contrast, Damien never cared for Maureen’s preferences and moods. “Ignore him. Swipe my card and wrap it up!” Richard raised his eyebrows and tapped on the glass cabinet

Richard was frightened by Damien's ferocious gaze. Damien was not so angry, even when Aurora went abroad and left him three years ago. In fact, Richard was half-joking. He was always teasing his best friend. Richard was just making fun of Damien, but he did not expect him to blow up like that. It seemed that Damien really cared about his ex-wife. The bartender’s face turned pale with fear when he saw this. Not many people in the city dared to grab Richard Hoffman by the collar. “Damien, are you in love with Selene?” Damien realized that he was drunk. His heart trembled, and his forehead was covered in sweat. “Damien, haven’t you noticed? Since your divorce, you’ve become quite abnormal.” Richard looked at him deeply. “You have been my only friend since we were kids. Why won’t you tell me the truth?” “I don’t like her.” Damien spat out each word with force. “Sure, you don’t like her. Let’s just pretend that you don’t.” “Richard!” Richard ignored his outburst and continued

Damien barely had time to register the sudden movement before the mysterious man charged furiously at him. There was no warning and no unnecessary sound to signal the strike. One moment, the broad-shouldered stranger was several feet away; the next, he was already within striking distance. Damien twisted his body sharply as a heavy fist came careening toward his face. Whoosh! The punch cut uselessly through the empty air. He took a quick step back to reset, but the attacker did not give him any room to recover. Another brutal blow followed immediately, then another, each aimed with enough calculated force to cripple him rather than simply frighten him off. Damien's expression hardened into ice. This man isn't here to scare me, he realized instantly. He raised both arms and blocked the next incoming strike, the sheer impact making his shoulders ache down to the joint. "Not bad," the man muttered, a sinister sneer playing on his lips. "I expected far less from you."