Make Him Regret Leaving You Mga Nobela at Kwento

"What do you want from me?" His silence on the other end made me nervous, like he was trying to figure out how to control the situation. "You’re going to regret this, Naomi," he finally said. "If you think I’m just going to let you walk away, you’re wrong. I’ll make sure you regret ever leaving me." I felt the words hit me like a punch to the gut. Make me regret leaving? I couldn’t believe him. He was still threatening me, even after everything that had happened.

Imogen asked, bringing him back from his thoughts. "What is that?" Imogen grinned and removed her hand from his cheeks "Regret making me stay, do you still love me? No, will you still love me no matter how I have changed, I need to know if I made the right decision" Her gaze pierced into his, waiting for his answers and he did "The only thing I regret is making you cry today, you can still run while you can. Because after tonight, you can't escape anymore." "After tonight, you will be my woman, my mistress and the woman who will bore my children. Am never going to let you go" He said.

“We will have many children in the future, a child for us right now couldn’t arrive at the worst moment.” I shook, with anger and a chill ran deep through my bones. How can Damien be so cruel? Willing to sacrifice not only his fated mate but his own child. A vague but increasingly firm idea appeared in my mind. I needed to leave him. To escape. And for that, I would need help. My family. The Alpha King’s blood ran through my veins. I have left them once. But now—for me, and for my child—I would have to return.

Leave her and this stupid infatuation behind so he could go back to just working with her. “I’m leaving for a couple of days; I’ve left you a credit card in your room in case you want to go out, there’s a car on shore that will take you anywhere you want to go.” His voice was flat, devoid of emotion and trying so hard to avoid looking at those wounded baby blues that could unravel him in seconds. From the corner of his eye he saw her head snap up and eyes search his face, he got a punch in the gut feeling of regret, but he clenched his fists in defiance and gritted his teeth against it.

But then, he stubbornly said, "I can live without the company. I just want you back. I'd give up anything to be with you." Sasha's lips curled into a derisive smile. She lifted her cold gaze and said, "I know you, Aidan. Even if I walked away with you today, you'd regret it ten years from now. You'd tell me, 'Sasha, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so broke.'" "You're just a selfish businessman, Aidan. You're always calculating what you can gain and what you might lose. Why bother pretending you're some lovesick fool? I know you better than you think."

“You’re wasting your time if you want to convince me to go back with you. I already know what you were going to do to me so don’t bother trying to lie. I won’t believe you.” “This is what I don’t understand,” he says, an edge to his voice. “What changed? Why did you leave when everything between us was perfect? I thought you were forced into leaving. Your father told me otherwise but I want to hear it from you.” I’m still not facing him. I can’t look into his face as I say these things. “I left because I realized how much of an idiot I was for believing all of your lies. I should’ve done it a long time ago. That’s my only regret.”

“I regret everything, Kelly.” I clenched my jaw. “I regret what I did,” he continued. “I regret… leaving you. I regret the things I can never take back.” A part of me wanted to believe him. A part of me wanted to scream at him that sorry wasn’t enough. That no amount of regret could fix what had already been broken. But the truth was…I didn’t care anymore. His regrets didn’t change the past. And I refused to let them control my future. So, instead of answering, I took a step back.

But she couldn't help but arrive at that conclusion, as she couldn't comprehend why someone she had never wronged would mistreat her and her son so callously. “Imelda, I promise to leave your house the minute I get enough money. I will never be a burden to you ever again. Thank you for everything”, she said with a tone of finality, bringing the conversation to an end having shut Imelda out of her heart forever. “Do it at your own pace, though. I'm not forcing you to leave”, Imelda retorted, still concentrating on her phone. “Of course”, Freya replied, sarcasm embedded in her tone.

The music surges around us again, bass vibrating through the floor, people shouting, laughing, living like none of this matters. Must be nice. “Then show him,” Resse says suddenly. I glance at him. “Show him what?” “That he’s wrong.” I scoff. “You think it’s that easy?” “No,” he admits. “But you’re just gonna let him keep thinking you cheated?” My silence answers for me. Resse leans in slightly. “Make him regret it.” My brows pull together. “Regret what?” “Leaving you,” he says simply. “He won’t listen,” I mutter.

"You were a coward, you left because you couldn't take it. You want me so badly, so fvcking much but left after everything we planned. And yet you talk to me about love, you don't love anyone but yourself." "I regretted it every day after you left if I could have made you stay. You...." He regretted it, I also do. I missed him badly, but I had to. Can't everyone see, that I did it for them? He stopped and move closer to me, he drag me closer by the back of my neck and kissed my brunette hair "You left me, you left me" He took another deep breath while I sobbed inside. "I didn't mean to hurt you, I...."