His Deep Regret Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“The world isn’t going to end because you decided to skip one event where you don’t know anyone and there’s a high chance it’s not to go well for you. You can stay home, relax, enjoy your damn weekend, and do something that actually makes you happy. Instead of plastering on a fake smile and walking on eggshells around a bunch of people who wouldn’t think twice before ruining your career over one mistake.” Jenna’s breath shudders. She’s quiet for a second. Too quiet. Then, in a barely audible voice, she whispers, “You think I’m manipulating you?” The hurt in her tone makes me freeze. I hadn’t even realized she was crying until I see the way her lower lip trembles, the tears streaking down her

Then, without another look, he walked confidently into his office and shut the door with a slam-like quiet finality. I was alone again, but the silence wasn’t relief—it was heavier, more accusing than his presence had ever been. I unfolded the note once more, my eyes tracing the jagged letters. Before you destroy her, she will destroy you. The words seemed to pulse, alive, as though they had been carved into my fate. And for the first time since marrying Alexander Drake, I realized something bone-deep. I wasn’t just trapped in his world. I was becoming part of its destruction.

Father's name is too holy for his sinful self. Unconsciously, Ayden wiped Delisha's tears in the corners of her eyes. Ah, why should there be regrets in life? Or why do regrets always come late? The man swallowed his saliva roughly. He was also devastated by all of this, and he felt tormented by all the things that happened to him.

She closed the notebook and smiled faintly. Outside, life moved on. Cars passed. People laughed. Someone somewhere was falling in love. And she was no longer standing still, waiting to be chosen. --- He sat alone at the dining table long after midnight. The chair across from him remained empty. For the first time, regret stopped being a thought. It became a weight. Heavy. Unavoidable. Permanent. And deep down, beneath the silence and the echoing rooms, he realized something terrifying: She wasn’t coming back to prove anything.

They’re mine. His voice still echoed in my head, raw with realization. I had seen it happen in real time – the exact moment it clicked. The weight of it had staggered him, shaken him down to his core. And the worst part? I had seen something else in his eyes too. Regret. Not just the casual, surface-level kind. No, this was deeper. The kind that has been sequestered deep in a person’s soul. “Good.” My wolf huffed, her presence simmering beneath my skin. “Let him drown in it.”

Sharper. He exhaled slowly, pressing his fingers against the glass. For the first time in decades, he felt it clearly. Not guilt. Not regret. Loss. And somewhere far below, a little girl clutched Daisy's hand tightly, looking back at a building she didn't understand, whispering goodbye to a man who would never admit that her absence had already carved a hollow space inside him.

Juna whispered hoarsely, his voice catching in a throat that suddenly felt unbearably dry. The letter slipped from his grasp and drifted onto the marble floor, accompanied by the collapse of the tall man's final defenses. Juna fell to his knees beside the bed, clutching the sheets where their wedding ring lay. Tears of overwhelming regret finally streamed down his face. The man howled in frustration within the silence of the empty room, realizing that his ignorance and foolishness had driven away the woman he loved most, leaving him to rot in endless regret.

It was as if Regan was speaking to Ravelina but through his Mama, “I regret being persuaded by Viona’s words, who said to get rid of Kegan, I deeply regret not taking Kegan to the hospital, but instead letting Diego finish off Kegan,” “I deeply regret it!” Regan said that from the depths of his heart; he was utterly broken. This room became a witness to Regan’s confession and collapse, witnessed by Mama Renata and also Ravelina. Then, Regan looked at Ravelina, who now remained silent without a single word. “Ravelina, I am at fault. I have let you be deeply hurt by Kegan’s death. I know you are angry with me, and I know the reason you were willing to continue our marriage was for the sake of

he insisted, desperation creeping into his tone. “What’s there to regret now? Other than regretting that, I fell for you. I regret the day I met you. I regret the day I started falling for you! I regret everything, Julian. Everything! I wish I could forget you forever. I wish I could!” I yelled, my voice cracking as I glanced at Jane and Jason, who had begun to stir. “I regret our union, which brought about these innocent little cuties!” I added, my heart breaking further.