Do Your Best To Regret It Novels & Stories

Her face was burning, and her lips were trembling. “So what if I did all that? What if I did everything I could to bear you a child?” she retorted, her voice shaking from the effort even as she lowered her volume. “That was all in the past. That was three years ago! I’ve been punished for it for so many years! Isn’t it enough? Aren’t I allowed to regret it all?” “Regret?!” Brendan’s eyes were mired with desolation. “How dare you regret any of that!?”

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.

"You'll regret this tomorrow. Please think for a second." It was too late for that.

I asked softly, "Have you ever had any regrets, Stefano?" Stefano pondered for a moment before replying, "I regret trusting those who didn't deserve it. I regret quitting when I should have kept fighting. I have quite a lot of regrets, actually." "What about now?" Stefano chuckled softly and said, "I've learned that regret gets you nowhere—one must move forward and avoid looking back." He then patted my shoulder and said, "You should give it your best next Monday, Valentina." I nodded in assent, clenching the document in my grasp.

I fell back on the bed, my fleeting words from my memory making me cringe, “ I do regret it all.” “What do I regret? Oh! What did I do?” I thread my fingers on my hair and huffed, flaying my legs and groaning in frustration, “What did I do?” I bit my lip only to be surprised as I hear Aeon speaked up, “Rise and shine, stupid Dieoubliè!”

I've tried hard and do my best. See you 🥳🥳🥳.

“I'm patiently waiting for your answer,” **** Note: I wrote the last part and was cringing the whole time; please bear with the romantic words (I tried my best😉)

I thought back to five years ago when I foolishly rebelled against my parents, even cutting off ties with them. Now, here I was, battered and bruised, left with nothing but regret. Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized the weight of it all. Seeing me cry, Titus, who had been visibly angry moments ago, suddenly panicked. "Wait, you're really crying? When I got your text yesterday, I rushed back. Who hurt you? Tell me, I'll make them pay! "Mom and Dad are downstairs. It's been five years. They've really missed you."

"Have you forgotten that you personally destroyed my mom's ashes? How dare you show up here? See that little headstone over there? That's for the three-month-old baby you abandoned because you listened to her!" My words made Marcus' face turn pale in an instant. He looked at Hannah, his eyes filled with regret. Hannah immediately went crazy. "Claire, stop talking nonsense! What does this have to do with me?" I did not look at her and only said coldly to Marcus, "Besides divorce, we have nothing left to talk about. And if I see you here again, don't blame me for being cruel." … A few days later, Marcus called me. "Claire, I agree to the divorce. I really regret not treasuring our relationship

Ruby said softly as she walked up to me. Her tone was no longer as bossy as it had been when she spoke to me. "I can pretend today's events never happened. We can get married again and continue being together." I burst out laughing. In the past, we had fought fiercely because of Wilbur. One time, during our worst argument, we had even gone to the courthouse. But while waiting for our turn, Ruby regretted it and softened her attitude toward me. At that time, I had also been reluctant to end a marriage that had lasted so many years. After thinking it over, I took the hint and let things slide. I pretended like nothing had happened as I took her hand and left the courthouse with her.