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Emily. My life has never been more miserable than it is now, I had thought I had it all. That getting Gwen’s property was my best plan, I had thought I would get away with it but I was wrong. I started regretting my decisions the day after Ian left, I haven’t seen him since then and he hasn’t bothered to come visit either. I kept telling myself that I should not have done what I did, I shouldn’t have taken Jason out of his house that day. I should have closed my eyes to the past—to how he treated me and then moved on with him.

He was also devastated by all of this, and he felt tormented by all the things that happened to him. "So eat?" Ayden asked. The man took a deep breath and steeled himself. Every night, he always spent reading one sheet of Cheryl's diary. Ayden will not understand in one night how guilt and regret when he saw every word that sounded so sincere from his daughter. Ayden knows Cheryl is lonely. Very. Two adults were silent while contemplating life with deep regret for neglecting their beautiful daughter. God always has a way so that every person who has done something wrong will regret his every action. Cheryl's departure brought sorrow to everyone she knew.

Adrian gets up and starts leaving. He can feel the weight of her words echoing in his mind. The bitterness in her voice cuts deep. “People forget after committing mistakes, but they definitely get the fruits of their deeds; I see only regrets in your fate.” she screamed. He knows she's right. As Adrian walks away, he can't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that now consumes him. He knows he has hurt her deeply, and the consequences of his actions are now staring him in the face. The harsh reality of his mistakes hits him like a ton of bricks, and he realizes that he may never be able to make things right again. The words of the woman he once loved haunt him as he walks away, knowing

"But you help and forgive people all the time." "Aye...Suppose I do don't I? But the same time every single person I help I either look into, or I get one of those gut feelings." Collen lowered his voice to a whisper. "Like with you four. I just had that feeling it would be okay to let you know the truth, I couldn't even begin to tell you why, but I did. And I don't regret it for a single moment. Now can you honestly say you had any kind of good feeling about Joe? Deep down someplace even if for just a moment you felt you could trust that man with your well being or secrets?"

I asked, my eyes still fixed on Aiden whose speech was still on. “Yes.” Clara bowed. “Are you ready to leave now?” Giving Clara a weird look, I cleared my throat as I saw one of the men in black suits staring at her. “Ain’t you?” “I thought you might want to connect with some people because these days people are really withdrawing their shares,” she reported, her eyes darting from the man back to me. “We’ll sort that out,” I knew reprimanding Clara wasn’t the best thing for now. I just need to get the hell out of here.

"Beverly, my decision kills me every night, and yes, you are, once again, correct. I could have handled things better. I could have not hurt Clara like that, but I was blinded by something so flashy that I buried my true feelings, and now, it was back to bite me in the ass!" I was breathless, pained, sweaty, annoyed. There were so many emotions, so much hate that was directed toward myself more than anyone else. Beverly's smile disappeared. "Oh, you do have a heart!" "Surprise," the word fell out empty, void of any enthusiasm. "So if you're going to ask me if I regret it? I do! I fucking regret letting Clara go. I regret it every day, and yes, I'm so sure I want a divorce. I can't keep foldi

“If there’s anything I’ve been to you, to this marriage, it’s being loyal. I poured my everything into us, into making sure this marriage worked, into making sure we got our happily ever after like we wanted. But it’s so unfortunate that it’s been cut short. Do I regret falling in love with you? No, I don’t. Do I regret marrying you? No, I don’t. Do I regret thinking about spending forever with you? Of course not. But I regret shrinking myself and deluding myself into thinking that I needed to give you more time, into thinking that maybe you’d come around eventually. I regret giving my all to someone who clearly never deserved it. To someone who doesn’t even know what he wants. To someone wh

Soon, it would be gone completely. But she’d be back. She’d be back stronger than he could ever imagine. And when she was, he’d finally understand what regret truly meant. The plane touched down in Seattle as the sun rose over the mountains. Sophia stepped onto the tarmac, a small suitcase in one hand and a secret in her heart. But waiting for her at baggage claim was a man in a dark suit – one she’d never seen before, but whose eyes were fixed on her face. He pulled out his phone, typed a quick message, and looked up at her with a cold smile.

"If you touch me, that file goes to the New York Times, the Wall Street Journal, and the FBI. Not just the recording from tonight. Everything. Tax evasion. Insider trading. The offshore accounts in the Caymans. The woman in Dubai you told me was a business partner." The big man looked at Julian. Julian's hands were shaking. "Let her go." "But sir—" "I said LET HER GO." The men parted. I walked to the door, opened it, and stepped into the hallway. My legs were trembling, but I didn't look back. "Elara," Julian called. His voice cracked again. "This isn't over." I turned my head just enough for him to see my profile. "No, Julian. It's not. But from now on, I decide the rules."

The documents mysteriously appeared on my desk the morning after losing the contract, and I couldn’t believe it at first, but after much research, I had more proof that she had truly leaked the blueprints Nothing she could say was going to make me forgive her. I regretted raising her to the top, she was just a lowly assistant who I thought wouldn’t be greedy. But I was wrong, she was after my failure. I should have listened to Levi's warnings. Zara’s pov*** I was never going to forget the sight in front of me. I sobbed as I drove away, unable to erase the image of Roman, who seemed to be enjoying the pleasure from the lady who knelt in front of him with his trousers dropped down.