Make Them Regret It Novels & Stories

“I was stupid. Foolish. I promise you. Just give me a chance to make things right, please,” “Then you should have thought about that before you decided to dumpe,” I shot back, my voice firm. “I can’t take you back. I'm sorry,” There was a long pause. I could see the regret etched on his face. “I know I messed up. I regret letting you slip away. Every day since, I’ve wished I could turn back time. I wish i had never let you go. God I'm such a fool.” I felt my heart waver for a moment, but I quickly steadied myself. “Regret doesn’t change what you did, Blake. I need to move on. I deserve better.”

There was no good way to vent their frustration other than crying in tears. People kneeled down one by one, ashamed of their acts against Thomas. Tens of thousands of people kneeled around the hospital, atoning for their sins and repenting for their foolish actions. That was the stupidest thing they had ever done in their lives. Originally, there was someone who could be worth relying on, but they drove him to death. God, how they wish they could turn back the clock so that the tragedy of this history would not happen. Unfortunately, the Pill of Regret never existed in this world.

“They will regret ever crossing me.” The thought of revenge made my heart race with a dark, thrilling excitement. It wasn’t just about getting back at them. It was about showing them that I could rise above them. That I could destroy their world as easily as they had shattered mine. "We will take back everything they’ve stolen from you. One by one. Piece by piece." I nodded, my resolve hardening. “I’ll make them beg for my forgiveness. And they will regret every moment they’ve spent making me doubt myself.”

But I resolved to face it head-on, determined to find a way to rectify the damage I had done and seek redemption for my missteps. Regret lingered in the air, a bitter reminder of the choices I had made and the consequences I now had to face. It was a harsh lesson, one that left me humbled and chastened. But I refused to let regret define me. Instead, I would use it as a catalyst for growth and change, vowing to learn from my mistakes and strive for a better future.

"I couldn't do it, I didn't do it, and I don't plan to do it. That's it... I'm sorry for losing my hope." "When you regret something and express it, the idea is not to do it again. If you're going to do it again, then don't say you're sorry!" Igor was angry. He had trusted in her sanity, and she had only disappointed him and thrown in his face how foolish he had been to trust the judgment of a woman who, in his view, still acted like a child.

My cheeks burned from the pain of the slap he dealt me. "Really? If you regret marrying me, let's just get a divorce!" I wiped away my tears as I finally said the words I had been holding back all this time. I had planned to wait until Frank's orders became official before leaving Victor, but I could not wait any longer. The hate and grievance I had endured in my past life came flooding back, and I felt as if I was wrapped in a cocoon of those negative feelings. I could not breathe nor escape from being trapped inside.

“ I thought that I would let you be and keep to myself but I realise now that it was a mistake. I should have confronted you about the welcome party you threw for her when you said you were going to attend a gala. I was an idiot for believing whatever you say. In a sense, this is my fault. I didn't even mention that I wasn't feeling well and I missed my parents. In case you forgot, my parents died. They have been gone for a long time and this is where they are buried. That is why I came here to visit them. I'm not some crazy stalker like you think but yeah, you can think whatever. I don't care anymore. You can continue taking care of Anna. She matters more to you than I do.” I lost my compos

I only found it absurd and pathetic. The System's voice was gentle. "I know you've endured a lot of mistreatment. Now that they've found out the truth, they're living every single day in endless regret. If you'd like, before I leave, I can open the transportation channel once again so that they can apologize to you in person." I stared through the window at the cars on the street. I was silent for a long time. So what if they were regretting it now? "It's okay," I said in determination, "No matter their reason, the wounds they inflicted have already been etched into my heart. They can be sorry all they want, but it wouldn't change anything. It'll only make things worse."

“You are going to regret this!” I smiled wider. The only people who were going to be doing any regretting were the two of them. This was just the beginning.

"It was my own foolishness… One moment of greed, one wrong thought, and I reached for something I never should have. And now, my children suffer for my mistakes. Regret comes too late. The world truly does repay what it is owed." Carissa hesitated for just a second, then continued on her way without a word.