Ceo's Regret After I Divorced Novels & Stories

Justin sat up in bed, grabbed the pillow, and flung it at them with all of his might. "Get out! Get out of my sight!" The ward descended into absolute silence. Carrie and Kayla were stunned. Justin then collapsed back onto the bed helplessly, burying his face in the blankets and letting out low, suppressed sobs. This was the first time he regretted everything. He regretted divorcing me. When I was around, the company would never run into any problems, and the household was always very well-kept and maintained. I would always make sure everything was flawlessly executed, and all he had to do was sit back and continue being the aloof and powerful CEO of Swanson Group.

"I’ve said everything that needs to be said. The choice is yours." Reality proved that threats worked. I successfully got the divorce certificate. When we walked out of the courthouse, her expression was sour. "You’ll regret this!" I ignored her and walked away. After the divorce, I started a business for the second time. Returning to familiar territory, I was so excited I could hardly contain myself. I was determined to build something of my own. I had no time to regret anything, but she did. She announced her breakup with Mr. Hundred Times on social media and stopped caring about the company altogether.

If you can divorce me, why can't you come and see me? "I want to ask you if you regret divorcing me now that you can see how much I've accomplished, and if you regret abandoning me during the darkest time of my life!" I stood behind him, reading the comments that were cursing me and telling me to go and die. There was a lump in my throat, and I wanted to cry. I didn't regret divorcing Ansel, nor did I regret abandoning him. If I could go back in time, I would do the same thing.

Not our divorce. His regret.

I began regretting every single thing I had done to my sweet Ariel. After five years of marriage Fiona came home with another man and asked me for a divorce, which I gladly gave her because I didn't want to spend a single moment more with her. I didn't want to even look at her, but because of the prenuptial agreement Fiona was entitled to half of my fortune and she took it, having it transferred to her account after the divorce. I remember that when Ariel and I got divorced she didn't take a single penny from me. I truly regret it all, but I cant express the guilt I feel to anyone except myself. How much I wish I could go back in time and make everything right, if it was possible I would hav

So, I decided to still stay instead of filing for a divorce. But now I was realizing that I should have filed for divorce months back because this wasn’t living, this was suffering and humiliation and I just couldn’t take it anymore. I’ve had enough. Screw Dave and the company, he could have it all. He could even get married to Serena, I didn’t care anymore. Rage and regret churned in my stomach as I turned around and began to head towards my car. Rage because I went through so much for Dave to be repaid like this. And regret because I stupidly wasted two years of my life and traded my spotless reputation for him.

“The old me was single-minded about stabilizing WS Group, obsessed with expanding it as quickly as possible. I wanted to prove myself to those founding shareholders who looked down on me and silence all the doubters. I admit, I was too competitive back then. My eyes were fixed only on the company and work, neglecting the person I should have cherished most… you.” “Truthfully, I think the old you was outstanding in every aspect except as a husband,” I said sincerely. “So don’t let our failed marriage make you dismiss everything else about yourself.” He smiled wryly. “Scarlett, you don’t need to comfort me. Back then I was either emotionally clueless or just too self-centered. Now I regret it.

Richard asked. He was seated on the main sofa while everyone else remained standing. I stood at the center of the room, feeling everyone's eyes on me as I gathered the courage to face what was coming. "I never cheated on Nathan, and I never hurt Sophia either," I said, my voice firm and unwavering. "Yet you still agreed to the divorce." Mr. Richard rubbed the bridge of his nose, his expression thoughtful. He looked exhausted by the entire situation. "You've disappointed me, Ariana.

Immediately she entered, all eyes were on her. “Ah, our honorable CEO is here!” Came a voice from the farthest end of the table. It belonged to a fatty, who rose up, carrying his shoulder with pride upon seeing Ivory. “We’ve been expecting you, after all, we have a thing or two to talk about. But I’ll be generous and save everyone the trouble by speaking on their behalf. With the recent turn of event, your divorce,” he scrunched up his nose like it was something disgraceful. “We’ve all come to the conclusion that we refuse to have a CEO like you.”