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Come to think of it, the moment I lost the memory, it seemed that my love for him had disappeared with it. I was quite sure my love for him had already gone completely, and the fact that I felt empty made me desire a little vengeance. On different occasions, I could remember how his outrageous sheds had caused my face to turn a deep shade of red. It was obvious I was a loser in the marriage. These were the thoughts that rambled through my heart. With that decision, it was as if a thorn that had been embedded in my chest had been removed. But then, I had to find an appealing way to express to Luciano’s dad that I couldn't stay for now.

"I thought you were the same as you were during our marriage. You always wanted me, and I always held back. I hate myself for it. Both times we've been intimate… I was either drugged or too drunk to think clearly." A bitter smile tugged at my lips as his words settled over me. The past had already left its scars, and I didn’t want him drowning in it again. “I can’t say I regret what happened between us back then," I murmured. "Because from it, I got the most precious gift in the world—our son."

OV No one knows how but everyone has things that they regret. Some regret not treasuring what they had, but they realize too late that what they had was precious. Some regret unsaid thoughts and words when they had the opportunity to say them. Others regret not being courageous enough to take risks. Hamdan was no exception. He had a lot of regrets. He regretted being selfish, he regretted not trusting his beloved wife, he regretted driving her away yet his biggest regret was not being there for his wife. The last call she made to him was like a wakeup call to his selfish self.

I lost her through a thousand small betrayals across the eighteen years we’ve known each other. A waiter carrying dozens of trays nearly crashes into me, but I barely notice because I’ve been moving through life in a haze, barely registering anything around me. Even with the twins, I had to leave them with Mom because I couldn’t be present. I’m too lost in the storm I created to be the father they need. That’s the thing about regret. It’s not just an emotion; it’s a beast with teeth and claws and it feeds on you from the inside, leaving nothing behind.

Ready whenever you are, baby. Trust me, that was all Vincent needed to devour me whole… and to think that this was the first of many nights like this as a married couple… I failed to ruin my billionaire ex-husband as promised, because he ruined me instead. THE END.

I said to him. " It was supposed to be ours but you left before I even had the chance to show you. " He said. " You know why I left." I said. " Well here we are about to begin a new life, I mean who knew?" He said with a smile. I don't know where we were, I didn't even care, all that I knew about was that I didn't want to be here with him, all that I wanted to was to be with my husband. The man I love, even if he is a sadist because not even him could be as ruthless and as bad as this man. I had so many things running in my mind but the biggest one of all was regret. I didn't give my husband a chance to explain himself, I shut him out and I shut him down before he could even tell me what he

I chuckled, covering my mouth with my hand as the sight of day kept repeating in my mind. He opened his mouth to make me listen but I put my hand in the air. “Yes, I agree accidents happen but we were the only ones who were devastated. The one who hit him is living his life deliciously.” Ending in a hiss, I glared at him. My remark made me frown, slamming his fork down, he glared at me too as my words pierced him. “Deliciously? Before you I was in a broken marriage, nothing in my life was good too. Yes, I am in regret too but I am sorry I can’t do anything about it. I am already holding onto too many faults.” He growled, losing his breaths.

I tried to search my memory who he is, but everything felt foggy and distant, like trying to look through a thick glass wall. “I’m her ex-husband,” he added quietly. I stared at him, confusion turning into something else, something heavier. “I just wanted to say… I’m sorry,” he continued, his voice trembling slightly. “For everything I did back then. For hurting you. For hurting both of you.” A strange pressure started building inside my head. Hurting you. The words echoed. “I was young and stupid, and I did things I can never take back. I know I scared you. I know I hurt you physically and I have regretted it every single day since.”

Not because he's putting me in a way that he'll threaten me about my company, but because I genuinely regret everything now. I regret leaving my man behind. I regret now thinking of what he can feel. I regret not looking back at him when I left. I regret denying him. And every ruthless thing that I did to him. No, I am not tied to my ruthless husband. He is the one who's tied to me, his ruthless wife. I let go of Kyrie's lips but distanced myself from him. "I'm so sorry, Love..." I whispered that only if he's awake, it'll only be the two of us who can hear. "I was so selfish.."