Novel & Cerita Regret After Divorce: I Lost The Best Her

chaos on the bed. “Sharon has left! She doesn’t love you anymore. Don’t waste your tears crying for a woman like her!” But Bruce continued to roar, seemingly not listening to Aileen’s words. “Why did you leave when I’m paralyzed now? But you don’t have to worry. My legs will get better in the future. I don’t want a divorce with you.” Aileen sighed in annoyance. “Bruce! Listen to Mom! You are a strong person! She’s not worth it.” Aileen cupped Bruce’s face, making him look into her eyes.

She hugged the frame tightly, smiled, and looked keenly at the frame, remembering all the good memories she shared with her mother. “Mum, I know this was never the type of life you planned for me. The love you had for me was too perfect for you to wish me this type of life. You never ceased saying it loud that you married the best man and trusted that my own man would be three times as good as your husband. I looked forward to living that happy life, but it was so unfortunate that the best man you bragged of marrying turned out to be the worst dad I ever wished to have since after your death. And the good husband you wished for me turned out to be my worst nightmare.” She sniffed and gently

If Tony was angry before, that should have pushed him over the edge. “You hired what I threw away and now you are marrying her!” he blurted, voice shaking with jealousy he pretended not to have. “You are really crazy, you know.” I smiled—not kindly, not politely, but the type of smile someone wears when they’ve already won a war the other person doesn’t even realize is over. “Yeah, well… you fired and divorced the very woman who is going to destroy you. And that’s like the biggest mistake in your life, you know. And I bet you, you are going to regret it.”

Not… that. He said it like they were strangers. Like they didn’t share a past. Like he hadn’t spent years being terrified of losing her, hadn’t chased her across the globe, hadn’t practically bent over backwards after the divorce trying to win her back. Fine. Maybe onstage he’d had to stay neutral as a judge. She got that. But now? Even now? She glared at him, rage flaring. "Don’t give me that. Fix this, Noah. I mean it—fix it, or I swear to God, you’ll regret it."

She needed to feel how it felt when the man you think loves you ignores you, and doesn't even care to take a look at you while you're wincing in pain. "It wasn't a facade back then and it's not now either. The truth is, Claire, I had lost my mind after Zara returned. I was in a spell that I have come out of. I've got the closure I needed with Zara. And I only realized it after our divorce."

The day my husband kicked me off the Rinaldi family council, Irene Costa was sitting in my chair. She had been engaged to his late brother. She was wearing my pearl necklace, and the brooch pinned to her chest was reserved for the Donna of the Rinaldi family. My mother had left me that necklace. I kept it in a safe, and the only person who knew the combination was my husband, Victor Rinaldi. He looked at me, his voice cold. "Irene is taking your place at tonight's South Port negotiation. When you learn to control your jealousy, I'll give you your seat back." No one at the table said a word. My pin, my necklace, and the South Port proposal I'd spent three months working on now lay in front of

"So let me make this clear. The moment you chose Vera over me, I stopped loving you." What we'd had was gone, replaced by nothing but disappointment and pain. I thought I'd moved past it, but the wound was still aching underneath. "I was wrong. I'm sorry." He sank to the ground, his head in his hands as he sobbed. I sighed, walked over, and crouched down in front of him. "Rex, if you really understand what you did wrong, then stop making things worse. Let me die in peace. Nothing you're doing now changes anything for me."

"And when you disappeared, when I could not find you no matter how hard I looked, every part of me died—disappeared with you." He laughed, but it was hollow, bitter. "What an idiot I was. You were the best thing that ever happened to me. And losing you, losing those eight years we could have had together, losing the chance to be there when our son was born, to hold your hand during his first surgery, to support you through your mother's death... that is my biggest regret. That is the thing I would change if I could go back." Tears were streaming down Shayla's face now. Around the room, dozens of other people were crying too, caught up in the raw honesty of his words.

If I hadn't known the truth a long time ago, I might have been moved by her display of motherly love. "I'm glad you're safe. As long as you're safe, these years of my coma have been worth it..." "Ryan, I heard from Jessica. You got married, but Grandpa wouldn't let you marry her..." "Oh look at me, saying all this. Ms. Wilson, please don't mind. They were so in love back then. I just feel regretful." I smiled ambiguously. "Please don’t mind? For the sake of your daughter, Mr. Frost and I are getting divorced soon."

Upon hearing that, Lucas scoffed in disbelief, his eyes narrowed to slits. “What? What did you say?” “I said, Lucas Brown, let's get a divorce and let's end this nightmare here. I will never give Aurora another drop of my blood. You know what my biggest regret is? My biggest regret is marrying you three years ago, I don't ever want to set my eyes on you again.” After saying these words, I turned my gaze away from him, grabbing and biting down on the blankets hard to stop myself from wailing loudly. Lucas sneered at me.