Novelas y relatos de Regret Rejecting A Guy

Tori’s voice was barely a whisper. “It was a mistake.” I exhaled heavily. “But you’re unhappy with your marriage.” “I’ve lived with that for the past three years, surely I can do that for a few more.” “Really? You’re going to do this?” “I ask again. How much to make you leave and keep quiet?” “I don’t want your goddamned money. You’re going to regret this.” She picked up her bag and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I had to hold myself back from screaming my lungs out. Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately.

I wonder if it’s that simple. While it’s easy for someone to tell the other not to give up, I don’t think the other party truly understands what it means to not give up, especially in a case like mine. Being rejected by your fated mate is painful, heartbreaking, but it is also humiliating. And to not give up basically means to go running back to that person, your tail between your legs, begging for a second chance, completely debasing yourself. My pride, which is all I have left at this point, is going to be shattered if I ask Austin to reconsider, begging him. I feel sick to the stomach even thinking about it. But aside from that, there is a new emotion brewing inside me.

Tonight, I'm hoping I get through to her because her doubt hurts me, too. I know I forgot, and I know she was so stressed during Lucas's pregnancy that she didn't have time to focus on her body changing. I still regret I didn't stop to give her a chance. I resisted the whole time, and she left. As I come back to the present, I smile as I plot our meal before showing her how much I find her attractive to me and my wolf. I may have to let him show her as well.

And it was all because of Sebastian fucking Weston! I regret not inquiring about the company's heads before going ahead to submit an application to them. I felt mortified. Sebastian had not only rejected me, but he also killed my ego. Made me realize I could never be an equal with him. That I didn't stand a chance of having the same woman he was pursuing. I was nothing before him.

He says in the most serious and assuring tone anyone has ever spoken to me with and instantly, I trust that he will. “Thank you.” I take a sip of my orange juice and let out a gentle exhale. I really hope his avoidance is truly a case of him needing more time to come to terms with my being alive because I’m not sure if I would be able to bear it if I get rejected again. Two rejections from two different men within one week? I’m starting to think I’m the one who is cursed.

If anything, it was something that I hated due to knowing that we were reaching the finish line and yet, I was starting to regret taking the path of revenge. “Do you want to talk to me about it?” He asked and I shook my head. I didn’t want to, him finding out that I was regretting rejecting Killian was going to build a wall between us, and that was something that I didn’t want, especially since I knew that it was something that I had no power over. I didn’t know how he felt when he rejected Annalise, but I know how I am feeling now, and that was something that was beyond me.

I wished I could simply say goodbye, but I realized I cared for the girl more than I thought. Her rejection stung me, and our parting brought on an unusual pain for a man like me. Typically, I was the one doing the rejecting, with women often begging me to stay. Now, the shoe was on the other foot, and it isn't easy to take off. After pacing the floor for hours, I finally sat down at my desk and glanced at the calendar, realizing that two weeks had passed since I had seen or heard anything from Janiya. Surely, she must regret her decision and is considering coming back to me. After all, she’s never had a man like me, who could give her a lucrative lifestyle and treat her like a queen. I know

I've ignored important paperwork for over a week now; I have to get them all done overnight. And the last thing I want right now is my mate disturbing me over some silly shit. The biggest regret of my life was rejecting Amelia; I can't believe I rejected a woman of her nature; I feel so stupid right now because everything I rejected her for, she is now twice that. Fuck it, she even pinned me to my fucking wall the last time we met; imagine being the Alpha warrior of the most powerful park in the country. I wish I could have her back; I will do and give whatever it takes to have my real mate back, but instead,d, I'm stuck with this nagging bitch who won't let me be.

“That wouldn’t be nice, I assure you. If you end my life, who do you think will give you the nice life you must have been fantasizing about having?” “Wow, to think I would want a favor from you, I will say you seem to have quite a huge dream. Should such even be coming from… you?” I shot back. “I have told you once before but if I haven’t, I don’t mind repeating it then…” he started then stopped. “What I did back then, I regret it all. Looking back at things then, we didn’t get to have any close interaction before the rejection took place. It’s just a decision I made in haste.”

My heart had leapt stupidly and recklessly as I said yes but that yes had felt right. I’m in love with him no doubt so I felt no regret, if anything, I was so eager to get back with him again. And now… now I’d gone and said another yes to another man in front of his friends as witnesses. I’m left with regret and a ring on my finger I didn’t have the courage to reject. I curled tighter into myself, rocking gently as if the motion could calm me while going through my messy thoughts.