I Regret Almost Everything Book Novels & Stories

"Noelle, I was wrong. Forgive me, will you? It's all Tara's fault. You and I wouldn't have ended up like this if it weren't for her. "We used to be so in love. Are you really going to give it all up?" I stared at him coldly, feeling nothing but disgust. How could he think I still had feelings left for him, after all that had happened? He grew worried after my prolonged silence. "What can I do to earn your forgiveness?" I suddenly slapped him. "Did that wake you up?" Just as I was about to speak, someone draped a coat over my shoulders. I beamed at the man, saying, "I told you I'd get home on my own."

When our eyes met, I could see him peering at me, because he hurt her feelings. Hastily, she climbed down her chair and ran outside the house. I felt bad, exhaling softly. The message I desperately waited for pop on my screen. He had come to make me tense like always. "Mission accomplished" it read, and I felt pain coursing through my chest. I folded my lips, nervous and anxious. I was a monster, but then I just had to keep my emotions in check, to start destroying him as soon as I could. A video was sent to me and it was a building burning.

He states. “I am losing my mind! I’m losing my darn mind Matthew! I want to get out of this chair. I want to walk around and think straight, I want some peace and quiet for the rest of year, without hearing a baby cry, or having panic attacks out of the blue. I just want my life back and I want her out of my life! For good!” I rant already feeling too frustrated about the whole thing I regret everything to be honest. I regret ever meeting her, I regret ever flirting with her, I regret ever having anything to do with her in the first place.

RAINA Alex had to have gone mad. Completely unhinged, and he seemed barely able to recognize it. His anger, though, wasn’t what had thrown me off balance—it was the regret flashing in his eyes. Regret, as if he had the right to feel any of it after all this time. I had no use for his regret now. If anything, I wanted him to regret nothing, to see his mistakes clearly so that his guilt wouldn’t interfere with what needed to be done. I’d made a grave error myself, though.

"Rick, don't listen to her nonsense! She's just trying to scare us. Remember how obsessed she was with you? Now, she's using threats to force you into staying with her. Don't fall for it! "Besides, she's never managed to get pregnant all these years. Who knows what's wrong with her body?" Patrick exhaled in relief, then frowned and glanced at Victoria. "Enough, don't bring that up to upset her..." The three of us froze at his words. Patrick remembered that I had always wanted a child. Even in my last life, the last thing I said to him was, "My only regret is not being able to give you a child before dying." Not only did he remember, but he had openly defended me in front of Victoria for the

“Revenge? For what? It’s pretty clear you’re the one who messed up, Alex. If anything, you should be trying to get closer to her and make things right, not push her further away. What kind of revenge are you even talking about?” Alex hesitated, then said, “I thought she moved on. She had a kid with someone else, and she’s been going on dates. I guess… jealousy got the better of me.” Greg let out a long, exasperated sigh. “Your ego is going to destroy you if you don’t learn to control it. Not every thought that pops into your head is a good one, Alex. So, what changed your mind? Why the sudden regret?” “I saw her son today,” Alex said quietly.

“Do you ever regret meeting me?” He blinked, startled, as if the words had knocked the air right out of him. “What?” His voice was sharp, not in anger, but in disbelief, like he couldn’t fathom that I’d just spoken the thought aloud. I swallowed hard, my throat burning. The words tumbled out anyway, raw and trembling. “Everything fell apart after. Sometimes I think… maybe if I’d never been with Liam, never stepped into this world, none of this would’ve happened. Maybe everything would be different.” My chest tightened as I forced the confession past my lips. “Maybe I wouldn’t have ruined everything.”

She even threatened suicide multiple times, demanding that he marry her. Over time, Marcus not only made major mistakes at work but also failed to resolve basic flaws in his research results. Just like that, he got fired from the hospital. I looked at the countless messages Marcus had sent me, all filled with regret. [Honey, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made decisions on my own just because I felt sorry for Hannah's poor health.] [Honey, please respond to me. I'm begging you.] [The hospital's going to fire me. Honey, can you help me contact your professor?]

He would never beg for his life. I sighed. “Matt, please just go away. I don’t have time to deal with all this now. I don’t want to have lunch with you, and there’s nothing to talk about or make right between us. I’m beginning to get irritated by all this.” “Meadow, there’s a lot to talk about between us, and you know it. I know I messed up seven years ago. There hasn’t been a day when I haven’t thought about you. Please, I just need another chance to make it up to you. I just want us to start afresh,” he said, walking closer to me.

Caleb's finger had been cut by the metal edge of the gift box, and blood was seeping out. But he seemed to feel no pain, just staring blankly at my ring. "Uncle… he treats you very well," Caleb murmured, his voice thick. "Cliff roses, pink diamond rings, moonstone necklaces…" "He gives you everything I couldn't." I was silent for a moment, not quite understanding the depth of his regret. "Caleb, you chose to refuse two years ago," I said calmly. "It's too late to regret it now." "I know," Caleb gave a wry smile. "I just wanted to prove that I could also…"