All Chapters of Husband's Regret After the Charade is Revealed : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Why should I blame my father?" Rosemary whispered, rage trembling violently in her throat. She stepped forward, closing the distance between them, and stared straight into Calvin’s eyes—cold as ice. "I don’t need to blame my father, because I am the one at fault! I’m the fool who fell so easily for the sweet lie you wove for three whole years!"Calvin only offered a lopsided, dismissive smile. Not a flicker of regret touched his handsome face. The mask of the loving husband he’d hidden behind for years had fallen away completely, revealing a stranger—a devil—Rosemary had never known."I told you before, Rosemary," Calvin replied, his tone as casual as if discussing the weather. "If I’m to take revenge on your father for my father’s death, then the daughter he loves most, the one he’s proudest of… you are the one I must destroy first.""Oh, so you think destroying me will destroy my father?" A bitter laugh broke from her lips, tangled with endless tears. "You are so small-minded, Calv

"Madam, please! Stop! Don’t hurt the baby!" the older maid cried out, her voice trembling. Her eyes went wide with panic as she watched Rosemary press so hard against her own stomach—as if trying to tear out the life that had only just begun to grow within her."You think this child could ever be happy in a marriage as rotten as this?!" Rosemary screamed, hysterical. Warm tears spilled freely down her flushed cheeks, tracing the paths of a heart shattered beyond repair. "He will never be happy, Bibi! He’ll only suffer—growing up while his own father hurts him and uses him! This baby is nothing but a pawn in his revenge!""Madam, please calm down! Listen to me!"With shaking hands, the maid reached into her apron pocket and pulled out a sterile syringe—prepared earlier by Calvin’s strict order. Quickly yet carefully, she slid the fine needle into Rosemary’s upper arm and pressed the plunger.A measured dose of sedative flowed swiftly into her bloodstream. Within seconds, a cold heavine

"Damn it! Why does that woman have to smile so brightly?!" Devan crushed the empty drink can in his grip until it crumpled, then hurled it violently against the filthy alley wall.At the alley’s end, the giant glass screen mounted on the skyscraper’s wall still replayed the Sebastian family’s official welcome gala. On that massive display, Livia looked breathtaking in a white silk wedding gown embroidered with thousands of crystals. She smiled sweetly, resting her head peacefully on Dirgantara Sebastian’s broad shoulder. That warm smile—once his alone—was now Livia’s gift to another man.Devan wiped his grime-streaked face with bruised palms. His once-neat hair was matted and oily, his luxury shirt faded and dust-covered, and his body reeked of stale sweat. Ever since his company’s assets were seized and his name blacklisted by the Sebastian Group, Devan had wandered the streets like a forgotten ghost."That should be me standing there! I should be the one beside her! I should be enjo

"Hold her head—quick!" Davian snapped, shoving the master bedroom door open with his shoulder and ushering two rushing nurses behind him.The grand room had descended into chaos. Calvin stood frozen at the bedside, chest heaving, staring down at his own cold, trembling hands. On the thick mattress, Rosemary lay rigid as a corpse. Her face, pale as paper, starkly contrasted with her dark hair spilling messily across the pillows.Davian hurried to her side, checking the pulse at her wrist—faint, thready, and erratic. He looked up at Calvin, eyes blazing with unbridled fury."You’ve truly lost your mind, Calvin!" He slapped Calvin’s hand away as it reached for her forehead. "Look at what you’ve done to her! She’s severely dehydrated, burning up with fever—and you still lock her up like an animal?!""I never meant for her to faint!" Calvin cut in, defensive, though his voice shook with undeniable panic. "She tried to sneak out in the middle of night through the garden! I was only restrain

"How dare you set foot here!" Rosemary shrieked, seizing the glass pitcher of cold water from the counter and hurling its contents straight into the face of the man kneeling before her.Ice-cold water drenched Calvin’s face and his once-fine, now-frayed shirt. He did not flinch. He made no move to wipe the water dripping from his nose, nor to defend himself. His red-rimmed eyes, ringed with dark shadows, remained fixed on her—no arrogance, no fury, only bleak, bottomless despair and regret.The soft chime of the café door faded from her ears, drowned out by the thunder of her own heart. Every terrible memory she’d buried deep these past three months surged to the surface, poisoning the sea air that had slowly been healing her."Rosemary… please," he whispered, his voice ragged, nearly lost beneath the crash of waves outside. His whole body trembled violently on the cold wooden floor. "Look at me… please, just listen…""Get out right now before I call the neighbors and have them drag y