My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret Novels & Stories

It's no wonder if Nathalie didn't have any recollection about the sweet moment of the two of them because of his cold treatment towards her during their marriage years. Now, Nigel can't pull even one good memory to say that he's once a good husband to her. About her said one-sided love, he can't say anything about it. "I admit, I was wrong..... If... if I could turn back the time...." The bar went pin-dropped silent and the situation became seriously awkward. Nobody wanted to disturb the moment, they could only glance to each other. They couldn't even make a rustling noise while the others barely breathing, they look back and forth at the two.

I lifted my head locking my eyes with Cherry who smirked at me before turning and heading out Tears slid down my cheeks, humiliation flooding my veins as I stared at my husband "Kaden, what is all this? What did I do to you to deserve all of this? Was loving you a crime? You left me after your father's burial, and now you are back after a week, moving in with your mistress, and what was she saying about a baby? What the hell is going on, Kaden!" Kaden's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt, but was quickly wiped away, his expression hardening as he pulled his hand away from mine making me stumble backward

That same cologne—one I used to love, one that once brought me comfort. I hate how my body reacts. How my heart betrays me. I push against him, struggling to break free. "Let me go, Adrian!" "Not until you listen," he says, his voice quieter now, almost pleading. I finally manage to shove him back, glaring. "I'm married," I hiss. "I shouldn’t be anywhere near you. I don't want my husband to get mad." Something flickers in his eyes—anger, pain, regret, something I don’t want to see. He swallows hard before speaking. "I'm sorry."

After thinking for a while she picks up the phone. Natalia said angrily, "Why aren't you picking up the phone?" Ignoring her words, Bella asked, "Did Roger go to the hostel ?" Natalia, "Don't try to ignore me." Bella, "Mumma, first tell me, did Roger go to the hostel?" Natalia "Yes, Peter took him yesterday evening. Now tell me, what is this marriage?" Bella,"Mumma this marriage is necessary." Natalia, "Bella, I am your mother. If there was someone in your life, you could have told me."

I use that to propel me forward. Those voices of yours are drowned out by the loud thumps of my beating heart, the thumps that are my own cheerleading squad telling me just to try. Just. Try. Just Try. And I know myself now just as I am knowing more about you, is that what I don't want to feel, more than you in my head and my heart, is Regret. Fear, you come and go. But Regret, well, Regret stays forever. And Regret is the most unwelcome guest because, in most cases, I can prevent Regret from coming into my home. And regret will be the most important thing that I shall feel if I do not let the man that I call my husband, the man that I love if I do not allow this man to follow his dreams. He

He had repeated the cycle, not out of malice but from a deep-seated fear that had twisted his perception. In his mind’s eye, he replayed the moments he could have acted differently. He saw Lily's gentle smile, her eyes filled with hope and love, and he remembered the times she had reached out to him, only to be met with his coldness and doubt. He could see how he had turned away from her, not recognizing her as his wife, his partner, someone who deserved his protection and love, rather than his suspicion and pain.

I poked his chest with my index finger. I was going crazy! His audacity to think that his current actions could justify his past made me mad, and my breathing continued to grow ragged. My heart stiffened. "Are you going to unwrite how your wife, my step-sister, tried to harm my child!? Are you going to tell her and her mother not to fucking set me up!? You want to right every wrong!?" My throat fucking hurt. And yes, I was aware that I was making a scene, but I couldn't help it. My heart still hurts. That sentence that he uttered felt like scraping open an unhealed wound and watching it bleed out.

I loved him too much to risk upsetting him. Should I leave and give them some space? The thought crossed my mind, but I quickly dismissed it. He was my husband, I had every right to be here. Still, I couldn’t help feeling foolish, like some desperate girl chasing after love. Damn it, Rose. Absentmindedly, my hand slipped, and the drink spilled across the table. I panicked instantly. “Rose, how much clumsier can you get?” my husband barked. His loud voice startled me, and I jumped to my feet, hurriedly wiping the table with my napkins.

to her. I held Laura in one hand and a bag of medicine in the other, but James just ignored me completely. He treated us like we were thin air. My heart ached so much that I began to find it difficult to breathe. At that moment, I began to regret marrying James. I even began to regret the decision to give birth to Laura. I gave birth to Laura, but couldn't bring her any happiness. This was my failure as a mother. However, I couldn't really go back in time now.

His bloodshot eyes grew even redder, filled with sorrow and disbelief. “Kate! Look at me! You’re saying you don’t recognize me? I’m Max, your husband!” He pulled out a flower-shaped ring and tried to slip it onto my finger. “This is the wedding ring I designed for you. You promised you'd never take it off. I know I messed up before. I regret it all, Kate. Please come home with me. I swear, I’ll help you remember everything. Everything we had before…” His voice cracked with desperation. His regret felt real, and his eyes brimmed with raw emotion. However, I just stared at him—cold, distant, and completely wary.