He Regret My New Beginning Novels & Stories

Somehow, she’d read it in me — the secret hope I’d been trying to drown all day. “I never—” “Don’t lie,” she whispered. “It’s already ugly enough.” And then the door closed, leaving me with my own reflection in the polished wood — a face I barely recognized. I stayed outside until the night insects started their chorus. For the first time, I realized that regret wasn’t the same as redemption. Regret just meant you saw the wreckage; redemption meant you picked up the pieces. And right now, Clara was the one bleeding from all the glass I’d broken.

He blinked and asked, "You're not joking, Mari?" "No." Maria's smile was faint. "I've already thought it through. I want to try starting over. Since Richard can't remember the past and Jonathan is already with me, I think this is a sign that I can start anew." She looked at Cameron. "I'm not choosing you only because I want a new start. It's also because I think you're a really good person. Thank you for staying by my side through all of this during this time. I want to try opening my heart and stepping into a relationship again."

On the day of the business dinner, my boyfriend, Sebastian Lambert, makes up an excuse to send me away. He then has Laura Jensen, the woman he's never gotten over, take over the fashion design proposal I'm about to finish. She goes to the dinner in my place. By the time I get back, Laura has already replaced me as the lead on the project. Everyone expects me to lose it. Instead, I just smile and decide to hand Laura my job too. "It's just one proposal. You can have it. In fact, you can have my job as head designer too!" What none of them realizes is that the company only got this far because of my family's investment. The moment I walk away, my family will pull its funding. The company

“You looked me in the eyes and made me believe that you regretted what happened between us, and I was stupid enough to believe every word that came out of your mouth.” “I have changed.” “No,” I snapped, pushing myself to my feet. “You haven’t.” “Gerald—” “You haven’t changed at all!” My voice cracked with anger, and I had to take a deep breath before I could continue because I could feel years of buried resentment rising to the surface.

After successfully completing the mission, I return to my original world. I awaken from my vegetative state to find my now-grown children waiting at my bedside. My husband pulls me into a tight embrace. My parents and mother-in-law are overcome with tears of joy. Just as I'm about to say goodbye to the System and choose to remain in my original world, a woman who looks almost exactly like me pushes open the door. My children rush over to her, calling her "Mommy" affectionately. Everyone looks at me awkwardly. The woman gives me a provocative smile. I stop the System. "Let me think about whether I want to stay here."

“You worry too much.” “Someone has to.” They sat quietly. After a while, Amara spoke. “Do you still love him?” Isabella looked toward the distant buildings. The question shouldn’t have been difficult. But love didn’t disappear simply because someone had betrayed you. Sometimes it lingered in the smallest places. A familiar song. An old photograph. The memory of laughter in a kitchen that no longer belonged to you. “I don’t know,” she admitted. Amara nodded. “That’s okay.” “What I do know is that I can’t go back to being the woman I was.”

“We may be divorced, but I haven’t forgotten the past.” From the beginning of the party until now, the shock she had given him had made him extremely agitated. If things continued this way, he might fall ill.. Kira's mood took a nosedive. She felt ashamed. “Oh, so what’s your deal now? The thing you could have had but didn’t appreciate, and now that you’ve lost it, you’re regretting it?” “Amelia?” “Mr. Thiago, you’ve missed the boat. The things I once wanted to give you, you didn’t want it. And if you want them in the future, tough luck!”

JASPER Hearing Quinn's voice should have brought me peace. Instead, it ruined what little was left of me. Not today… Those two words followed me through the night like a curse. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard them again. Not today. Not today. Not today. By sunrise, I was still sitting in my office. The coffee beside me had gone cold, and the files on my desk remained untouched. The city outside was awake and moving forward. Mine wasn't. For the first time in years, I had nothing to distract me from my regrets.

He looked at me like he was searching for something-a crack, a weakness, a reason to believe I didn’t mean it. “I regret every moment with you,” I said. My voice was calm, but every word cut deep. “Every single one. I regret trying. I regret loving you. I regret begging. I regret offering you everything and getting nothing back. I regret wasting three years of my life on someone who never saw me as anything more than a business transaction.” My voice didn’t shake. “I regret all of it, you asshole.” Damon’s face changed. His mouth twitched, his eyes flickered. For a second, I thought I saw pain — real pain — but it didn’t matter anymore.

It was the smile I had fallen in love with years ago, before the money and the lies and the pain. "One step at a time," he said. "One step at a time."