Regretevator Dr Retro Novels & Stories

“It’s two in the morning. You’ve been waiting for this moment, haven’t you?” Two in the morning was the exact time the forensic report said Old Master Grant passed away in my previous life. “Evelyn, do you honestly believe you can stand against me, dragging a crippled Wesley, without the Lane family backing you?”

Chapter 138 As they were still recovering from the news, one of the department heads entered the room. He looked at Marcus and hesitated for a while before he addressed him, “Boss, we are in trouble. Our last product had a defect, and now all the clients are requesting a refund. We need a total of five billion to pay them up.” Marcus waved his hand, “Just pay up. If you can’t even handle such a simple matter, why do I need you here?”

John and Hewey enter a little tension-filled staring match, and Dewey picks up a remote control like device. "This," he raises his voice to avert the attention to himself, "is the device that can take us back and forth in time. It changes the weather, time, and place of arrival. We've spent years creating this device, speeding up the process when news of the Reversal first came out. We were prepared for this. However, we shielded our possession from the world so that the government could not get their hands on it." "And now," Hewey inserts himself, "We will go back to 2016 in New York City, and pick up a paper for proof."

Caleb's finger had been cut by the metal edge of the gift box, and blood was seeping out. But he seemed to feel no pain, just staring blankly at my ring. "Uncle… he treats you very well," Caleb murmured, his voice thick. "Cliff roses, pink diamond rings, moonstone necklaces…" "He gives you everything I couldn't." I was silent for a moment, not quite understanding the depth of his regret. "Caleb, you chose to refuse two years ago," I said calmly. "It's too late to regret it now." "I know," Caleb gave a wry smile. "I just wanted to prove that I could also…"

My answer still remains the same. "Did we date? Or were you my mistress?" He suddenly questioned, his eyes confused as he tried to join the knots, but it seemed he was lost. Still yet, I was packing up to leave. "If you were mine, then I'd never regret it, I'd just chase you back", Dante concluded, and his face looked dead serious. He furrowed his brows at me as I had paused, amused by his statement. It was as he thought, he said his intention with those lines, to have me back.

Flying dragon had wanted him to repeat his words, it's a surprise to him because it is the first time his boss is canceling a mission and smiling. "Wait, you want me to repeat myself? Fly, big head!" He shunned. "Oh, yes… sorry, sir!" He bowed and ran out. "Well, it's a good thing he hasn't given those documents to the barrister. Even if he kept it in a safe somewhere, he wouldn't be alive to retrieve it. I know what Harlot Smith can do, he must be dead by now" he said to himself. He had hired a private investigator, an ex attorney from Philippines, Mr Salvador Hart to work for him as a spy in the police headquarters, he just called him and assured him that nothing has been leaked.

I stumbled back, my hand hitting the doorframe. "I never loved you. I never wanted you. I never regretted losing you." He stepped toward me, his voice cold and deliberate. "The only thing I regretted was not getting what I wanted sooner. You were nothing but a stepping stone, Ymir. A tool. And now that you've outlived your usefulness, I have no more use for you." I stared at him. The man I had loved. The man I had grieved. The man who had knelt in the garden and begged for forgiveness.

“Ms. Miller? It’s late. Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” I said. “I need the server room. Court warrant.” I held up the paper Ms. Reyes sent me. He let me in. The server room was freezing. Loud. Rows of machines humming like bees. This is where David used to stand. Hands in pockets. Smiling. “This is all ours now, baby,” he’d said. “You and me.” I opened my laptop. Plugged in the USB drive Ms. Reyes gave me. “Full access,” she’d said. “Pull every email, text, draft from his company account during your marriage.”

"I told you I was fine, but you still insisted that I went for a check-up this morning. Can you stop worrying now?" "Well, I can only stop worrying after reading the medical report with my own eyes. It just takes a little more time than usual." He sounded reasonable, and Stella nodded. She suddenly remembered something important. "When did you get the security footage from Noel's villa?" "This morning." Eric replied without hesitation. Stella felt like she was missing something. "Doesn't he know about it?" "He doesn't need to know. All his assets have to go through my hands including his house, car, and shares. Nothing is excluded."

I spent two weeks in the hospital for recovery. Maybe my unborn child was watching over me, but my body healed remarkably well. Even the doctor was surprised by my recovery. Finally, I got clearance to leave the hospital. The first thing I did was take my baby's ashes to the cemetery. "Mom, I've lost another child. Please take care of it for me." Back at home, I destroyed everything that reminded me of my relationship with Marcus. I smashed the clay carousel he had carefully sculpted for me. When he gave it to me back then, he said that it would be a symbol of our eternal love.