I Won T Accept Your Regrets Spoiler Novels & Stories

He said and his grip on my hands loosened a bit. “I agree that it took me a long time to stop being an asshole, a godless crook. It took me a long time to realize that you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me. But now that I’ve finally realized it…” He let go of my hands and slowly went down on his knees. I watched him in confusion, wondering what he was doing and then I noticed his eyes were misty. He was about to cry. “… I want you to know that I regret ever rejecting you.” He said. “I regret ever neglecting your love. I regret ever yelling at you and tormenting you.” He was already shedding tears now and seeing him this way touched me in a deep way.

With a few swift, elegant strokes, she signed her name on the dotted line, officially ending our legal marriage. She dropped the pen onto the desk, looking directly into my eyes. Her expression was completely unreadable. "Now you can reject me," she said, her voice terrifyingly steady. My heart did a violent plunge. This was it. The final step. I stood up from my chair, drawing myself up to my full height to face her. I looked deep into her dark eyes, pushing past the sudden, suffocating wave of regret that tried to choke me. I needed to be free.

Stella watched the door close slowly and picked up her phone to call the police. After explaining the situation, she found out something unexpected. "I'm sorry, Miss Judd. We were informed that the car accident was unintentional. Your fiance signed off on the settlement. You can't make an official report now." Stella could hardly breathe when she heard the reply. Exhaling and inhaling became extremely difficult. Stella flung her phone onto the wall. She felt the pain from her limbs extend into her heart. In the end, she could no longer take it, and her sobs echoed in the empty ward.

Alicia confessed with regret. Amora froze. ‘Today is… our wedding day?’ she thought, realizing she had completely forgotten. She turned back to Regis, who was waiting anxiously for her response. “Is that true?” she asked. Regis gave a small nod and a faint smile. “Once again, I’m sorry, Amora. I never meant for it to turn out like this. Will you forgive me, hm?” he asked gently, reaching for her hands again. This time, Amora didn’t pull away. Still, the sting of disappointment lingered—she couldn’t forgive him so easily.

I already knew the three regrets that haunted him. Regret one: Marrying Miley. Regret two: Never standing up to his parents. Regret three: Failing to save Jennifer. Today, at least, the first regret had been resolved. I handed him the newly signed engagement document. He looked at me with disdain, as if I had finally succeeded in coercing him, and reached out to open it. I stopped him, pressing my hand over his. "Look at it tomorrow. This time, your wish will come true. Whatever you want—if I have it, it's yours."

On the 1,001st day, Ruby Anderson still hadn't shown up at the city hall. The staff member tapped on the rejected application form and laughed at me mockingly. "Mr. Scott, this makes a thousand times, You should set a time with Ms. Anderson before coming back. "Stop wasting everyone's time." Everyone knew that Ruby was the richest person in this city. She had very limited time. When she was happy, everyone would respectfully address me as "Mr. Scott". However, when she was upset, I would be treated even worse than her nanny. Everyone would take a dig at me. They seemed to have forgotten that she was the one who proposed to me 99 times with roses. She had told the whole world th

I don’t want him to walk off into the night with a head full of regrets, any more than I want to erase what happened here. I have no regrets. Not a single one. I don’t regret taking Moona Avii and filling her full of my cum, and I don’t regret sharing her with Brian, either. One of us was going to lose out big time, I didn’t want it to be him, and I sure as fuck didn’t want it to be me. “I’m not going to run off,” he tells her. “I’d never run off from you. I’m the one who came running after you, remember?”

Elder Vagner has no expression on his face, that was when realization hit me — it was all a plot. From the very beginning, my mother’s death, everything was well planned. I groaned as my chest twist in agony. The pain of a bounded soul ripping off of mine feels worse than dying. I look at Julian and he just stares down at me, his eyes burning with hatred, not even a shred of remorse. The pain suddenly becomes unbearable, and I had to decide. My voice trembles, but I force the words out of my mouth. “I… Ay… Ayla Reed, accept your rejection.”

“You don’t get to demand a place in our lives just because you feel guilty now. Guilt isn’t love, Alex. And I won’t let my son be a casualty of your regrets.” His expression shattered, but she didn’t let herself care. Not this time. “Goodbye, Alex.” And with that, she walked past him, leaving him standing in the shadows of the life he had lost. "I know I could have handled things better, and I deeply regret not being smarter about it. I also knew there was a chance that Jasper was mine, but fear made me turn a blind eye to the possibility. It was selfish and easier to believe you had an affair with someone else.

Cliché but true. Adriana had concluded that if she had to be on the run for the rest of her life to protect her child from Niklaus then she would. Without hesitation. She had one regret though. She regretted not telling Celine she was pregnant. She regretted not calling Celine to tell her what she had seen at Niklaus’s mansion that day. She would have known what to do. She regretted not even calling Celine to ask how her writer's retreat in California had been going. Most of all she regretted not telling her best friend she was starting a new life in a foreign city she had never been to. Celine would have helped pick out a new name for a new identity. And that regret and guilt went on to sit