Ceo's Regret After I Divorced Novels & Stories

That question again. Always too late. Lena finally looked up. “Because I wanted one thing in my life untouched by legacy.” Her voice was steady. “You.” The word hit him harder than any accusation. She held his gaze. “And I was wrong.” Silence stretched between them. Heavy. Regret settling like dust. Then she walked past him. But just before reaching the door, she stopped. Without turning back, she said: “The tragedy isn’t that you divorced me, Sebastian.” A pause.

Taylor leaned back slowly, her hand pressing lightly against her forehead as though trying to steady her thoughts. “So let me understand this,” she said, her voice measured now, controlled in a way that suggested effort. “Your wife has left you. She has taken the company. You are officially divorced. And someone you trusted has taken what remained of your money.” Matthew did not interrupt. He simply nodded. Mrs. Taylor’s hand dropped from her forehead, her gaze fixing on him again. “So the company is not yours,” she said. Matthew held her gaze. “Yes.” Mrs. Taylor inhaled slowly, the breath catching slightly before she released it.

“Because I promise you, you’ll regret this.” I hang up before she can respond, my hands shaking with the force of my anger. I refuse to let them see me as the broken wife, the woman scorned. If they think they’ve destroyed me, they have no idea who they’re dealing with. That night, I don’t cry anymore. Instead, I make a decision. I pour myself a glass of wine, sit at my desk, and pull out my laptop. It’s time to take control—financially, emotionally, and legally.

like you owned me. “I don’t regret it,” he says, too fast. Too firm. And I hate how my body reacts. How the heat curls in my belly like betrayal. I sigh. “Well, I do.” It’s a lie. We both know it. But maybe if I say it enough, it’ll feel true. “I came here to quit,” I go on, waving the damn letter like a white flag. “To walk away before this mess gets any worse.” From this charade. From this career that ruined my marriage.

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he picked up a spatula, turning toward the stove where I now noticed eggs cooking, "—if you'd seen the state I was in when Giuseppe found me after my divorce, you wouldn't be so hard on yourself about one night of too much wine." The casual revelation—that he'd been married, divorced, vulnerable—caught me off guard. "You were married?" "Briefly." He flipped the eggs with practiced ease. "Long enough to learn some expensive lessons about trust." I wasn't sure how to respond to this glimpse into his personal life. It humanized him in a way that made me uncomfortable—easier to keep my distance when he was just the perfect, untouchable CEO. "Hungry?" he asked, changing the subject as he slid egg

~Rose~ I spent the next few hours wandering the streets, completely lost. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I had just divorced James. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt this much if I had never loved him. But I did. Deeply. And now my chest ached as I thought about all the madness I endured during our marriage, the times I obsessed over him while he was out chasing other women. Eventually, my legs gave in and I decided to head home. At least there, I could find comfort… maybe even cry in my parents’ arms.

"Well, I apologize for what I have done. My anger got the best of me but you also caused it, Junia. Your actions sparked my anger, how could you leave Ethan? Don't you know the daughter of who you are anymore? You are your father's daughter and in our family, no one has ever gotten divorced before!" "Do you expect me to be happy when my first daughter broke the news about her divorce to me? Should I have clapped my hands when your act was going to bring shame upon our family? Look at your sisters, they are still happily married with Children. Do you know how sad it felt when the thought of you not having a child tormented me day and night...." My mouth slackened in shock while clutching the

he declared, his expression devoid of humour at this moment. For a second, I would have thought he was joking, but he wasn't. He meant every word he said to me. He had no regrets, he was bold to say every word. “We have been married for five damn years, Caleb!” I groaned bitterly. “Doesn't it make sense to you? I had to give up working as a woman and so much just to be with you, and now you suddenly want a divorce because that same ex who left you dry and low came running to you with a child?” I snapped at this moment, my irritation evident as I bit hard on my lower lip.

The divorce was ultimately a private matter, and Gideon was just her boss and someone she wasn't even that close to. But she still told him about how she felt, partly for his sake and mostly for her own. She needed to hear herself say it out loud, again and again, so she would never make the same mistake. Phoebe smiled bitterly. "From beginning to end, Connor didn't think that he had done anything wrong. It's good, really. At least it makes me completely certain that I won't have a single regret after the divorce. I won't look back, either." Honestly, what disgusted her more was when men put on some tearful, lovesick act after everything was already destroyed. It was as if a bit of fake remo