CEO's Regret After I Divorced
"You've been through so much these past few years."
I shook my head dismissively. "What's done is done."
Eleanor's expression suddenly turned serious. "You know, the accident where you fell overboard happened during a celebration party I organized."
The shift in her tone made me look up, and I saw genuine remorse in her eyes.
"I still regret having that party on a yacht," she continued, her voice dropping. "If we'd stayed on land, none of this would have happened."
Something flickered in my mind—a flash of bright lights, the clink of champagne glasses, voices congratulating me on a successful business deal. My head began to throb painfully.