Do Guys Regret Blocking You Novels & Stories

Here I was waiting for his call, when he had no way of reaching me and probably thought I changed numbers. I even blocked Margaret’s too. “You forgot you blocked him, didn’t you?” Flynn asked, and all I could do was nod. “Jeez, Liora. I know I’m not the best person to be taking advice from, but I think you should call him or text. You shouldn’t lose someone who loves you over a misunderstanding. At least that’s what I think the problem is between you two. Unless I’m completely wrong.” “I’ll unblock him,” I simply responded, not wanting to delve deeper into what the issue was between me and my ex with my other ex.

But then he said, “How can I call or text you when you still have me blocked?” I felt my face heat up with embarrassment. Oh. Right. I had blocked him after the brunch debacle and had never gotten around to unblocking him. “I... I forgot about that,” I admitted sheepishly, suddenly feeling foolish. “But you still could have woken me up before you ditched me.”

How a discussion about Ethan and his shady character led to him insisting that I was blocking my feelings for Ava. We don’t speak. I was now pissed at him too, but he didn’t seem to notice or care because he was busy doing something on his phone. I don’t know how long we sat in my office when his phone pinged. I watch him closely as his face turns to shock them mortification. My curiosity gets the better of me. I now want to see what’s gotten him so disturbed. “Gabe?” I cautiously call his name. He looks up. His eyes haunted as he silently gives me his phone. I take it with shaky hands, knowing I won’t like what I see.

In his heart, he knew Shantal would know what he meant by this, that she should also wish him a Happy New Year after he had wished her. However... The second after he sent her the link, he saw a single gray check mark remain as it was on the text. He had just been blocked again! “Shantal!!!” This time, Ullysis was furious. So his previous text message just reminded Shantal to block him? “I’ll never look for you again, Shantal.” “I’ll never look for you again, Shantal.” Unaware of the promise Ullysis had sworn to himself not to look for her, Shantal had an excellent night’s sleep.

and praising her nonstop, now avoided her like the plague. One night, I received a message from an unknown number. [I'm sorry. I was arrogant and a jerk. I'm nothing without you. Can you let me see Luke one more time?] I read it, then deleted it and blocked the number. Her regret came far too late. Luke and I no longer needed it.

The room felt too quiet, too sterile for the war unraveling between them. “This isn’t about her,” he finally said, voice low, grave. Isabella laughed bitterly. “No? Then why did your ex come to your office? Why does she still have access to you?” “Because I never blocked her,” he admitted. “Not out of love. Out of guilt.” He paced once, twice. The words seemed to cost him something. “Every time I saw her name flash on my screen, I felt it again. The weight. The failure. The silence after my friend disappeared into that hospital room and never came out the same. I should’ve blocked her. I should’ve erased her—but I didn’t.”

Her response was even shorter as she had been listening silently to his call with Emily. “She blocked your number for a reason. Respect it. Leave Cassie alone.” The line went dead. Reggie stared at his phone screen, the word “blocked” echoing in his head like a death sentence. Cassie had shut him out completely. The realization hit him like a physical blow. He sank onto the couch, elbows on his knees, head in his hands. The silence of the apartment was suffocating.

Henry shouted, "No! Yelena, I will never divorce you! And the child—why did you never tell me about it?" His voice trembled as he spoke. He was probably regretting it, but what was the use of regret? We could never go back. No matter how hard he tried, it was over. "I will never agree to a divorce!" Henry insisted. "Don't joke with me. This isn't funny at all." So, he thought I was joking.

But then again, was that the day she blocked my numbers? I remember her hanging up on me, did she actually block me right after? She was the one in the wrong and she blocked me? Who does that!? "You're really something you know that? Are you forgetting we are partners here? Partners communicate often Val, what if I had something important to say to you? How will I get that across since you blocked me?" I retorted heatedly. She let out a snort from the other end of the line, "You have something important to say to me? Business maybe?"

His thumbs moved fast, his message spilling with anger: “You think you can walk away from me, Mira? You’ll regret this. You belong to me, and no one divorces me without my consent.” But before he could hit send, the message failed. A small notification appeared on his screen: Message not delivered. He frowned, tried again. Same result. Then it hit him. She had blocked him. Ethan’s eyes widened in disbelief. “She—she blocked me?” he whispered, his voice breaking with rage. Without warning, he threw the phone across the floor with full force. It hit the wall, shattering into pieces. The sound echoed through the room like a gunshot.