Regretting You Novels & Stories

He arched his brow, "What are you doing-" "I'm sorry," I blurted, tears rolling down my cheeks like rain from the clouds. I couldn't stop them, and I didn't care about the tears, "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you or believe you. I'm sorry for everything I said, and for hurting your feelings, I'm sorry-"

"One day, you’ll regret saying this to me. You’ll regret turning me away." Cassia arched an eyebrow, amusement flickering in her eyes. "Oh, really? Then why does it seem like you’re the one regretting losing me?" she asked, her words leaving him speechless.

This is not an update. I want to use this opportunity to thank every one of you, my dearest and sweetest readers who took the time to read, comment, and gift my book. Thank you all so much, I appreciate you guys. As you all know, we have come to the end of My Ex-Husband’s Regret. Yippee!!!! (I hope you enjoyed the journey of the story) Yeah, this is the end guys but does that mean the end for you and me? No, I will be writing another book soon and I would love to have you guys as my readers again.

" I'm truly sorry. I'm sorry. Please forgive me... " " I can't. I can't do it. It was difficult for you to give me a chance to explain myself to you... I did that but to forgive you... I can't" " You can... I'm truly sorry. I still love you. I was angry... But I began to regret my actions. I came back to you but you already left our old house. You already moved out and none of the neighbors knew where you had moved to. I searched for you, prayed to bump into you... I regretted it all. Can't you see... I couldn't make my son hate his father... I prayed to find you and reunite with you and my daughter.... I'm sorry"

A series of my hatred collapsed with my newly build feelings that were very much comfortable than the pain I was feeling. I looked in his eyes. They were truthful and consuming. At this moment, I want to forget everything and get with him. I want to leave everything and touch him. At this moment, I am willing to lose my dignity. "Maybe there is something else that I will regret", I said. He gave me a questionable look and asked, "what?" "However, I wont regret it at the moment atleast", I repeated. "what are you....", he was speaking and I kissed him.

Her voice shook as she apologized. “I… I can't do this anymore. I appreciate you helping me but I really can't do this anymore.” she sniffed and tried wiping her tears but they kept falling and Sal stared down at her. “This isn't working, they hate me more to the point that they wanted to hurt me. You got hurt too because of me. I… I will borrow some money from you and pay you back soon. I will leave the city tonight and everything will be fine. I mean, Lewis was right. I am the problem and maybe if I die, it will do everyone a favour.” she said in tears and stood up.

She said to the ultrasound of her baby from years ago. Everything Lucas did to her came running back…like a salt rubbed on her bruises. She cleanse her tears, “I won’t forgive you Lucas. You hurt me deeply!” She concluded.

he says gruffly. “It’s called expressing your emotions. Since you only seem to be familiar with anger or lust, allow me to introduce you to sadness. You’d need a heart to feel that, so I don’t expect you to understand.” “Remember, this was your deal. Too late for regrets.” I glare up at him as fiercely as I can manage. “It's never too late to regret something. That's the definition of regret—changing your mind when it's too late!” “Don't get cute with me. And don't even think about running away. I will catch you.”

"I messed up. You're better than this. Just let me go!" Eric yanked her back a step, pale and wrecked. "Lena, I screwed up." I stepped out of the elevator, baby bump out, Shelby and my legal team right behind me. Briana lost it. "Lena, I swear I've changed! I'm begging you!" I stopped. Looked down at both of them. Zero sympathy. "Briana, I'm not a rehab center." Calm. Cold. She stepped closer, jaw tight. "We've paid enough. I got kicked out, Eric too. We're broke. What else do you want?" "Enough, Briana."

“How can I not be angry?!” Margaret’s emotions flared up for a moment. She took a few deep breaths, then said calmly, “You need to think things through. If you’re not planning to marry him, then you should quit and break up immediately. But if you really like him, then give it another shot…” At this point, she sighed again—both helpless and heartbroken. “If you want to try again, you need to face it head-on. Don’t run away or muddle through. Your father and I will always be here for you. We’ll be your backup.”