Ignore Hubby And Son's Regret, Shining Now Novels & Stories

Entering the room with Hubert in his arms, the father and son settled on the couch. Blair gently wiped the tears from Hubert’s face, his voice hoarse as he spoke, “Mommy is angry at Daddy, so she’s hiding. She doesn’t want to see Daddy, but Daddy will find her. I will find her.” Hubert sobbed sadly. “But what if you can’t find her?” Blair hugged Hubert close, repeatedly saying, “We will find her, for sure, we will find her…” Blair did not know if he was saying this for Hubert or for himself.

My breath caught in my throat as I replayed the message over and over, each time the reality sinking deeper. I stared at the screen, my mind whirling, unable to focus. This wasn’t just a game anymore. It never had been. The truth was darker than I’d ever imagined, and now it was all unraveling. “You will regret this,” I whispered under my breath, staring at the message, my grip on the phone tightening. But there was no going back now. Not after hearing those words. The pieces were finally starting to fit, and nothing—nothing—would stop me from uncovering the whole truth.

Just like father, she has been so excited about the prospect of her son getting married, hence her disappointment. “I will appreciate it if you respect my decision." Father said, his voice cold but firm. Wiping my eyes with the back of my palm, I raised my head slowly only to bury it almost immediately. Though it was brief, I was able to capture the look of pity the Blackwoods wore on their faces. “Mom, we should leave." Ethan said and a few minutes later, the creaking of a door being shut indicated I was left all alone in the hall. “I shouldn't have told him." I muttered, digging my hand into my nails, my eyes burning with tears.

She stood there blankly but the robot dog in her arms was still barking, so the sight was strangely funny. Her face pale, she unconsciously stepped back, trying to escape this chaotic vortex. "Stop!" A hoarse roar came from Dad. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at my already cold corpse on the operating table. Then, he looked at his wife struggling on the floor and his son howling with his head in his hands. He suddenly charged at Carrie and grabbed her throat, his voice filled with endless regret and madness. "It's your fault! It's all your fault! You ruined our family! Give me back my Jasmine!"

The pain of losing her beloved son intensified as she pondered her own complicity, her trust misplaced in someone she had believed to be a kindred spirit. Regret washed over Susan, each wave crashing against her shattered soul. The enormity of her loss consumed her, leaving her questioning her own judgment and the choices she had made. How could she have been so blind? How could she have placed her trust in someone who turned out to be a harbinger of pain and destruction?

Adrian exhaled, eyes still on the sunlight spilling across the sheets. “Gabriel?” he murmured. “Mmm?” “Let’s never let the world take this from us again.” Gabriel smiled without opening his eyes. “We won’t,” he said softly. “Not this time.” And somewhere outside, the wind carried the laughter of their son, echoing faintly through the garden the sound of a future finally free of war.

At first, it was, and I even planted another device, which I am sure you two found already. Yes, we found that the device was smashed into tiny pieces. Look, Maddison, if you would please forgive me, I will not bother you anymore. I am sure you do not want your unborn daughters to feel your hatred towards me. He is right, babe, Shane says to me. We do not want our daughters to feel any hatred towards this man in our hearts. Gabriel, I do not hate you. I was disappointed in you for doing what you did. My husband Shane is right, too. I have kept this in my heart for too long, and we are about to become parents. I certainly do not want my girls to feel any unwelcome emotions from me. All I want

The truth he'd refused to see was now impossible to deny. His wife had been telling the truth. His child had been real. And now we were both gone. Watching him from beyond, I wanted to scream, to make him understand that his blindness, his devotion to Emma, had cost not just my life, but our baby's too. But I was just a corpse now. A body on a cold metal table. Proof of all the truths he'd refused to believe until it was too late.

Roderick remained on one knee, staring at the spot where his son had just stood, his hand rising to touch the spot on his face where Adrian’s fingers had been. "Fuck...! I'm so happy!"He screamed inwardly.

My green-eyed heart breaker was ditched by the loser like he could afford to have her in the first place. "Aren't you satisfied enough that my business is struggling to stay afloat? Thanks to your greed, you took half the company's money in the name of your compensation as the Luna. And now you're trying to make Alpha Rhayghar hate on me and my son. You should be ashamed." The loser's words brought my attention back to him. I lifted my face to glower, but instead it puckered as I detected a young girl standing behind Fred, and smiling. She quickly fixed her expression and tried to look lamentable.