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I said to him, tearfully. “I know.” He admitted, calmly. “But I love you. I was just foolish and my priorities were misplaced. God knows I love you, Imelda. I may have done some bad things, I may have hurt you and I’m deeply sorry.” He told me and my heart was warming up to his apologies. “You divorcing me was the worst to ever happen to me— “Only because you were going to lose my father’s company !” I blurted out, tears spilling down my cheeks.

The divorce agreement was nothing more than Adele’s final parting gift to Elias, a way to cut ties completely. Ironically, it became the only thing he had left to remember her by. He had it laminated, just so he could bear the constant wear from flipping through it multiple times a day. "Addie, where are you? I truly know I was wrong. I’m not asking for forgiveness, just a glimpse of you—just once!" "Addie, everyone who hurt you has paid the price—even me, in every possible way. Please, won’t you come see me, just once?"

I go to my desk to try to concentrate on work the rest of the afternoon. When work is done I head back to my apartment never having seen Hudson the rest of the day! I need him to know the truth I decide and get the courage to go upstairs to his apartment. I knock and when he finally answers he looks nothing like the handsome man from a few days ago. He looks sick or maybe angry or maybe he’s been crying? I can’t tell. He let’s me in and I sigh in relief. I explain the whole thing to him. The history with Trevor, the abuse and now the stalking. He just sits and listens never saying a word until I finish. I hold my breath waiting for him to speak. “I trusted you but, it’s hard to deny the phot

"Alex, I want to apologize once again. I was wrong to keep that part of my life hidden from you, and I understand the pain it caused you. I've spent months reflecting, growing, and learning from my mistakes. I'm not the same person I was back then." Alex's gaze softened, his heart torn between the love he still held for Emily and the fear of being hurt again. "Emily, I appreciate your apology, and I can see the growth you've gone through. But the scars are still fresh, and trust is not easily repaired. I need time to heal, to rebuild my own Emily nodded, tears glistening in her eyes. She understood the gravity of the situation and the depth of the pain she had caused. "I understand, Alex. He

He knelt before me and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Queenie, I'm sorry! I was wrong! What happened to our child and the company was all my fault! "Give me one more chance! I'm willing to make a public apology online. Please just give me one more chance!" The security guards rushed forward to hold him back, but he refused to release the microphone and continued to yell like a lunatic, "You're the one I love! It was just a momentary lapse of judgement!" … The video went viral that night. The hashtag for the incident, "#CEOOfLarsonGroupBegsForForgiveness", ranked first on all social media platforms.

"Grayson, I once loved you with everything I had. I gave up my pride, my family, my entire world just to be with you. But you hurt me again and again—you betrayed me on our wedding night. "You keep saying you're sorry, but it's not because you mean it. You're just trying to save yourself. Be honest—did you come here to apologize because your company's on the brink of collapse? I gave you chances, even on that night, and you chose to throw them away." His expression darkened, torn between guilt and pain. I took out the divorce papers and handed them to him. "There's nothing left to say. Let's end this cleanly." He shook his head in disbelief, eyes reddening as he struggled to hold back tears.

‎But now, my smile seemed to carry a distance he could feel clearly. ‎“I know,” I said in a steady voice. “You were never happy in this marriage. These three years were hard for you. I should apologize. I held you back for too long, Now that we've divorced, I hope you can be with the person you love, grow old together, and live well.” ‎ ‎The last time we came to Family Court, he said similar words to me. ‎Back then, I could not respond. My chest felt like it was breaking apart.

Victoria almost smiled. “You betrayed your wife and called it honor.” He had no response. The truth sat between them. Heavy and undeniable. He looked up again. “Withdraw the divorce,” he said quietly. “Please.” She stared at him. “No.” The word was calm. Final. “You don’t mean that.” “I do.” “We can rebuild.” “No, Gabriel,” she said gently. “You already rebuilt. With someone else.” “That was a mistake.” “It was a decision.” He closed his eyes briefly.

ELLIE'S POV The air in the foyer thickened, choked with the dust of my shattered lie. I looked from the damning image on Maya’s phone to her shattered face, and for a moment, I was not a CEO under siege, but just a mother who had failed her child. “I’m sorry I lied to you,” I said, the words hollow but necessary. “But I want you to know it was just a mistake I’m presently facing the consequences of now.” My apology seemed to break a dam inside her. The flat calm shattered, and her face crumpled. Tears streamed down her cheeks, silent and fast. “Mum, I still loved him. I still don’t believe you did this to me.”

"Within six months, that slut defiled my matrimonial bed and was pregnant with you. I was unaware of it until my 'husband's mistress scandal' took me off the job back to Italy. I came back with no career to a cheating husband and traitor friend!" Papà’s eyes softened, his gaze meeting mine with a mixture of regret and sadness. “I apologized a thousand times about that, I’m sorry, Maya. I am sorry, it just seemed so real at the time, she unearthed my vulnerabilities and nurtured them at the same time. I didn’t know anything, I am sorry.”