Novel & Cerita My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

"You are trying your best to hurt me. After so many years, I have treated you wholeheartedly yet you are secretly trying to seduce Wills . You know how much I hope for a child, but you still viciously killed my child. Even though I know you are wrong, I still stand up for you. I thought that as long as I work hard, you will eventually see my sincerity, but you? You haven't forgotten what you said to me, have you? I am a cripple... Do you know how vicious your words are? Huh?" "Then... Those were all words spoken due to anger, how can they be counted? "Cathelina Bright shook her head." You're my husband, how can you … "When did you ever think of me as your husband? Cathelina Bright, you were

He finally turned back to her, eyes dark, stripped of any warmth she had once imagined might belong to her. “I don’t love you,” he said. “I never did. And I never will.” The truth tasted like iron and regret. He saw her flinch, saw pride fracture into something sharper and more dangerous, but he didn’t stop. “You were cruel to my wife,” he said quietly. “And I let it happen.” His voice wavered for the first time. “That is something I will regret for the rest of my life.” He straightened, grief hardening into resolve.

"Don't even think about it." "The harder you try to get away from me, the tighter I'll hold on." Heat shot up my chest, hot enough that I almost screamed at him. And right underneath it came the bone-deep helplessness. This marriage was quicksand. I clawed and clawed to get out, and Lucas held on just to drag me back down. As long as he refused, I was never getting out. Rage nearly burned through me. I gripped Ethan's hand and tried to find something to hold onto, but my fingers were already going cold. I almost thought, let's both burn. Just burn it all down together.

She mocked, sticking out her tongue. My heart twitched. It was as though I was being crushed with a pestle. I felt like dying. Too much revelation in a day. My strength was leaving me. Why did Stewart do this to me? What have I done to deserve this? Grandfather who was supposed to help me was out of the country for his annual leave and vacation. I had nobody in this goddamn house. Can they just kill me so that everything will end? * Tears wouldn't stop sliding out of my eyes as I worked in the kitchen as a dishwasher. While my husband introduced Willow Collins as his fiancee and denied ever marrying another woman, I was busy cleaning dishes.

That I understood how Emma's manipulation had poisoned everything. But I was only a ghost, watching helplessly as my husband drowned in regret. Mark... If there's another life after this one, I hope you learn to see the truth before it's too late. I hope you learn to trust love over lies. My spirit began to fade then, the world growing dim around me. Perhaps this was truly the end. In my final moments, I thought I heard Mark's voice, gentle as it had been in our early days of marriage: "Alice, come home for dinner. I made your favorite soup."

He had been against Charles since the beginning, and he was right about him. “Can you come take me out for a moment?” I asked and he immediately picked the call. “Alright” he responded curtly. When we got to a coffee shop, I told him about everything that's happening at the Windors’. How I am being treated and he immediately begged to go back home with him. “You can't continue to live this”. I looked down at my hand at the truth of his words, my wedding ring sat on my finger, heavy, full of regrets and the evidence of my bad choice.

My thoughts felt scrambled as I tried to give it a name. Regret. I hadn’t felt this way when I ended things with Anna. But with Sally…I’m regretting it. And then it hit me. Everything I could have done better. Every single regret that I hadn’t noticed. I shouldn’t have made her sad for even one day. I should have been there for her. I should have chosen her time and time again. I should have kept my promises to her. I should have been a better husband. The regrets piled, growing larger and blocking my throat.

Arham's father glared at her then he turns to Asma's father and said: "I want your daughter back to her husband's place in two days . I don't want any argument in this matter " All ladies are in the room, Asma's head is on her mother's chest, she is crying . Suddenly Asma's mother gets up and walks to her husband's second wife, she folds her hand and said: "Please forgive me, this is all my sin that come on my daughter. I forget in my sorrow that I had to share with my husband that you are also a victim here. My husband did wrong with both of us, but I don't have the strength to fight with him so, I vent all my anger on you and include my daughter too . Please forgive me ".

She was groaned and slowly landed on the floor. "Oghck,!" She's in pain,! she tilted her head and see her husband while laying down on the floor. A warm tears sliding down and it mixed with blood. Regrets filled her system. She regrets for being a stubborn wife, if she follow the words of her husband that they will going somewhere away from their Enemy and stopped thinking to take revenge on them, to started build their new peaceful life and build also a happy big family but she was stubborn and do whatever she wants without even thinking what's the possible consequences and it might perish their lives and company.

She hated their every moment, even the wild sex they had, there was no affection no love being made to each other to remember for all their life. Only the night, he claimed her virginity was the night when she really looked in his eyes and felt that he must be true to his words, he really loved her. But that Carter was lost somewhere within himself and it was not just difficult but impossible to find. She didn't have the courage or even energy to help him find himself and return from the path he has started to walk on. He was murdering people and it was sick, she couldn't bear her husband doing cruel things to people without feeling any remorse.