All Chapters of Too Late for Regrets: The Betrayer Wants Me Back: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The night breeze sweeping across the balcony of the Branson residence grew colder, seeping deep into the bones. Standing beside Erlan, Ravelle gradually felt her vision becoming blurred. The tension in her head was suddenly replaced by a sharp wave of dizziness. The series of intense events from just a few hours earlier—from the heated confrontation on stage, the truth behind the lies being exposed, to the overwhelming surge of emotions—had completely drained the last of her physical strength.Ravelle pressed one hand against her temple while her other hand instinctively reached for the iron balcony railing to steady herself. Her body swayed slightly to one side."Vel? What's wrong?"Erlan, who had not taken his eyes off Ravelle from the very beginning, quickly caught her before she could fall. His strong hands gently but firmly gripped both of her shoulders. He reached up and touched her forehead, feeling that her body temperature was slightly warm."I'm... just dizzy, El," Ravelle w

The blazing afternoon sun scorched the grounds of the Stevens mansion, yet the atmosphere inside the grand house felt far colder than an autopsy room. The wail of police sirens in the distance gradually came to a halt right in front of the main entrance. Two police vehicles were parked side by side, spreading an undeniable aura of authority.Inside the living room, three uniformed police officers stood beside a senior investigator. In front of them, Soraya—the head housekeeper who had served the household for nine years—was already kneeling on the marble floor with both hands restrained in steel handcuffs. Soraya's aged face had turned deathly pale, every trace of her arrogance vanishing after the investigator presented the secret CCTV footage and the laboratory test results regarding the herbal poison found in her servants' quarters."Mrs. Jessica," the senior investigator said firmly, looking at Jessica, who stood frozen beside the sofa. "Based on the medical records, written testim

A week had passed since the scandal that shook the city and brought Stevens Corporation to its knees. Yet inside the cold, damp prison cell at the Central Sector Police Headquarters, time seemed to have come to a standstill for Jessica.The shrill sound of hysterical screams shattered the silence of the women's detention corridor once again as the morning faded. Jessica, dressed in a loose orange prison uniform, sat curled up on the hard concrete bed. Her hair, once always perfectly styled, was now tangled and disheveled. Her beautiful face had grown dull, and her eyes were bloodshot with despair."Get me out of here!! Don't you all know who I am?!" Jessica screamed shrilly, her fingers gripping the iron bars as she stomped her feet violently. "My lawyer will sue every single one of you! Kyle! Kyle will definitely come and save me! I'm the lawful wife of a billionaire, not some lowlife criminal like you!!"The two other female inmates sharing the same cell let out irritated growls. Fo

Night grew deeper over the city skyline, blanketing the grounds of the Branson main residence with a chilling air that seeped into every corner of the house. Inside the classically designed living room, Ravelle was flipping through the documents for Branson Group's expansion project when a servant hesitantly stepped inside."Miss Branson," the servant whispered with a respectful bow. "Outside... Mr. Kyle Stevens is asking to see you. He refuses to leave until he meets you."Ravelle did not immediately look up. The fingers holding her pen paused briefly before she let out a short sigh."Tell him I don't wish to be disturbed.""I already told him that, Miss," the servant replied anxiously. "But Mr. Kyle said... it's about Young Miss Calysta's condition. He's crying and has been kneeling by the front gate."The moment she heard Calysta's name, a faint ripple stirred in Ravelle's chest. An unfamiliar ache spread through her hand. After remaining silent for a few seconds, she finally set h

The silence inside the child's bedroom grew increasingly suffocating, leaving only the sound of Calysta's ragged breathing against Ravelle's chest. Kyle stared at his ex-wife with eyes filled with desperate hope, as though he had finally found the perfect opportunity to drag Ravelle back into the cage he had once created.Slowly, Ravelle lifted her head. There was no longer any hesitation or uncertainty in her eyes. All that remained was an icy, piercing gaze filled with absolute certainty."That will never happen, Kyle," Ravelle said. Her voice was clear, calm, and unwavering. "I will never give a second chance to a liar and a fraud like you. Never."Kyle's face instantly turned pale. The hopeful smile on his lips disappeared, replaced by anger and overwhelming disappointment."Then what about our daughter, Ravelle?!" Kyle shouted, his voice rising an octave as frustration consumed him. He pointed at Calysta, who was still lying exhausted in Ravelle's arms. "Are you just going to let