His Regret, My Light Novels & Stories

The pain in my leg throbbed, but the fire in my chest burned hotter. Elena stared at me, wide-eyed. "Sir, the board is getting impatient. What should I tell them?" "Tell them I'm coming in five minutes," I said. I limped over to the window and stared down at the city sprawling below. This was my city, built on my sweat and deals. No one was going to take it from me. But why did the mad suddenly decide to expose me? I'd paid her off, why is she doing all this and Why now? Someone had to be pulling the strings.

My vision blurred with tears that I could no longer hold back. I wasn’t sure if it was rage or heartbreak, but whatever it was, it twisted my insides, choking me. “Noah…” He didn’t answer right away, and I knew deep down that it didn’t matter what I said or how much I begged. He was never going to care. His silence spoke volumes. The distance between us had grown so wide that even words seemed too small to bridge the gap. I asked again, more desperate this time, “Am I really just your maid?”

He was so close that I could feel his breath all over me. "I hope you'll regard me with love this time around." He faded away after those lines and, for a moment, I felt a part of me was gone again. Shifting my gaze back to the exit door, I realized it was gloomy outside and I suddenly desired to drown in it. Who would have thought something as colorless as water could make the sky dark? It had started to drizzle. I tried to rub the condensed water droplet on the glassy wall of the restaurant to get a clear view of the busy

Letting out a deep sigh, he leaned back into the sofa, relaxing into it as he stared at her. "Of course I was. Who wouldn't?" He asked rhetorically and chuckled. He continued. "It was the worst kind of pain I had ever felt back then. I couldn't even believe it, it felt like an impossible dream." Vicky felt something inside her break, she remembered the day she had left with Matthew Lee, she couldn't stop crying for days. She kept thinking about Romeo, regretting her decision every single day. Romeo smiled. "But, that was years ago, it took quite some time, true, but I've healed completely, it's like the scar was never there."

Seeing her shoulders shake made him remember her words that he didn't contemplate on before. 'She was talking about being kidnapped. Did I really misunderstand her?' His eyes flicked to her tensed back. It was trembling and she was also rubbing her arms. Regret flooded in his veins as he tilted his head to catch a glimpse of her face. "Listen, I'm sorry. I went too far." He spoke softly.

Graham's face darkened as he watched. Meanwhile, Cassidy let out a soft whimper and looked at him with wide, pleading eyes, hoping for him to intervene. But instead of stepping in, Graham grabbed my hand with a look of pure joy, as though he'd just found a lost treasure. "Whitney, you're finally back! I've searched everywhere for you these past few days. I almost thought you really didn't want me or our son anymore… "I've realized I was wrong about you. Cassidy knows she was wrong too. Please, don't hold this against her, okay? Let's start over. We can be happy again."

In those eyes that had once been full of arrogance and contempt, there now gathered an indescribable, bone-deep regret and despair. A single tear of blood slid silently from the corner of his tightly shut eye, instantly absorbed by the white pillowcase, leaving behind a dark red stain. That was the heaviest price he would ever pay for his sins. "Look, the weather outside is really nice," I said as I walked to the window and pulled open the heavy curtains. Golden sunlight poured in without restraint, illuminating his lifeless face. The sunlight passed through the glass, warm and brilliant, yet it could not reach the soul imprisoned in darkness.

Travis The dim golden light from my bedside lamp sparkles faintly across my room, keeping me active. I turn restlessly from side to side, trying to steady my focus in readiness to sleep but unfortunately, it's far from me. Everything that had happened earlier keeps replaying, causing distractions I can't resist. “I don't regret it, yes,” I squint a little. “Why then am I down?” “It's something I have always wanted.” A warm breath leaves my mouth in the form of a yawn. “Although not in this way it happened”

You didn't deserve this I said between sobs His eyes changed colour like I had burned him with my words You know nothing Hayaa You're my light . You're right I didn't deserve you I didn't know what he was talking about. His hug really eased my heart I need someone to understand me just once I didn't want any words just a support I brought my palms towards his face cupping his cheeks These emotions were really playing against my sanity I'm sorry I'm not a good women I had another man in my heart I feel like I betrayed you

But every time I repeated the lie, it cracked a little more. I’d seen the truth in her eyes when she’d looked at me. It wasn’t manipulation. It wasn’t pity. It was grief. I’d shattered it anyway. I drank until the bottle ran dry, until my vision blurred and Norman’s voice faded into static. When the glass slipped from my fingers and shattered on the floor, I didn’t bother to move. The shards glittered in the lamplight, sharp and perfect, just like her. For the first time in years, I felt something dangerously close to regret.