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“We may be divorced, but I haven’t forgotten the past.” From the beginning of the party until now, the shock she had given him had made him extremely agitated. If things continued this way, he might fall ill.. Kira's mood took a nosedive. She felt ashamed. “Oh, so what’s your deal now? The thing you could have had but didn’t appreciate, and now that you’ve lost it, you’re regretting it?” “Amelia?” “Mr. Thiago, you’ve missed the boat. The things I once wanted to give you, you didn’t want it. And if you want them in the future, tough luck!”

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…"

Chapter Six Too Late Abe Regret was a funny thing. People always talked about it like it arrived all at once. Like a lightning strike. Like some dramatic realization that changed everything overnight. In reality? Regret came in pieces. Tiny little reminders scattered throughout your day. A song. A scent. A restaurant. A laugh that sounded almost like hers. And every single one felt like a knife. I stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office. The city stretched endlessly below.

“Jensen… sorry…” Her eyes were red as she raised her hand and slapped herself. “I am sorry… I regretted it for the past three years… please forgive me. Please look at me one more time…” I rolled down the window halfway and looked at her with a cold expression. “Chelsea, do you think it is appropriate to say this in front of my wife? Do not come near me and disgust me again. I do not want to see you. Do not insult the word regret. You do not deserve it.”

I answered and headed toward the bedroom. Jules grabbed my wrist, gritting his teeth. "There's a limit to throwing a tantrum. Don't go too far!" I looked at him, confused. "Who said I was throwing a tantrum? Look carefully, I've already signed the divorce papers." Jules stared intently at my face. His tone softened after confirming I was not throwing a tantrum. "Sophie, what happened at Coachella was my fault, and my tone hasn't been very kind these past few days. I apologize."

There was no need for me to keep holding onto the past. Besides, Andrew and Sally had been genuinely kind to me. So, I wouldn't hold a grudge out of respect for them. As for Dylan's attempt at murdering me, I was still scared. So, I pleaded with the police to send me back home. Just as we reached the door, Dylan suddenly rushed over and knelt in front of me. "Fiona, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you. Please don't break up with me." Seeing the remorse on Dylan's face, I bit my lip and whispered, "Dylan, we'll talk about our relationship later. You should focus on handling your parents' affairs first."

For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then Bethany sighed, as if tired, but her voice remained firm. “If you move back in, you will not have my support.” “I’m not asking for it,” I replied. Another pause followed my response them Bethany muttered a colder voice, “You will regret this.” I inhaled then voiced skowly, “Maybe, maybe not.” “And if you do,” she added, “don’t come crying to me.” “I’ve never come crying to you,” I replied flatly.

, he whispered gently, letting out a soft chuckle afterwards. “Oh, I remember a little. All I remember was the taste of the cake and our happy chatter. I really wish I could see what you looked like. Who knows, maybe we would have been married by now. I wouldn't have ended up with Desmond”, she said softly, her tone laced with regret. “I wish I wasn't so timid. I would have fought for us. I wouldn't have been scared off by Desmond”, Diego said with a heavy sigh, a testament to the feeling of regret welling up within him.

Trading a love so pure for a web of lies. The depth of my mistake washed over me. I felt a profound, unshakable regret for trusting Josie. For leaving Noah. “My Noah… What have I done?” I needed answers. I needed to make things right. I tried calling Raymond, but he rejected my calls repeatedly. Frustration and guilt gnawed at me. I had to see Noah, to beg for her forgiveness. I stormed out of the hospital. The urgency of my mission propelled me forward. The drive to Raymond's villa felt like an eternity.

It wasn't intentional, but I'm glad you chose to read it still. Ps. Regretting Divorce (RD) @zon will be released on the last day of this month i.e. 31st October, 2025. Tyler, Cole, and Rashid's stories will begin after that. Until then you're welcome to read my other ongoing book EX-WIFE'S MARRIAGE REVENGE (don't worry, it's not a long one lol. RD will be my first and last long book ever. So don't hesitate to check this other book of mine) 91 chapters already published. 3 more under editing. This one is different and less frustrating lol, I promise!