Resent Reject Regret Novels & Stories

Her face was burning, and her lips were trembling. “So what if I did all that? What if I did everything I could to bear you a child?” she retorted, her voice shaking from the effort even as she lowered her volume. “That was all in the past. That was three years ago! I’ve been punished for it for so many years! Isn’t it enough? Aren’t I allowed to regret it all?” “Regret?!” Brendan’s eyes were mired with desolation. “How dare you regret any of that!?”

She practically begs me, and I laugh loudly at her face, making her furrow her brows in confusion. “I did reject him, Jasmine. Two minutes after I realized he was my mate. He won’t accept the rejection and is trying to get me to forgive him. Which means, even after his own mate rejected him, he still doesn’t. want. you.” I say slowly and as the realization dawns on her face, I see red fiery anger fill her eyes just as she lifts her fist to punch me.

"We offered them everything. Full backing. Resources. Exposure. Partnership with the Golding name." Henry shook his head slightly, still staring at nothing in particular, his expression hollow. The word *rejected* echoed inside him like a dull ache, repeating endlessly. He wasn't used to being denied. Not in business. Not in life. For the first time in a long while, he felt something unfamiliar; the sharp, uncomfortable sting of defeat. Of being told no. Lauren huffed impatiently, her hands going to her hips. "Did you at least push back? Negotiate? Try to change his mind?"

“Your anger almost killed him today, do you plan to reject him?” “I – I honestly don’t know…” and my princess choked again. “He is a playboy, he won’t stop his antics, Dr Serena.” “Okay, Jayden,” Dr Serena sighed, “hear this from someone who was rejected by her own fated mate… rejection is the worst thing that can happen to our kind. My devotion to do good in the world was the only thing that kept me alive, and well, my own herbs. But know this, I still regret not fighting for my fated mate and letting him reject me without knowing me properly. Don’t make that mistake. I know you are strong, and I am sure he too is, no one could heal so fast as he did, well except for a few of La Gualias fin

His life—once perfectly structured and enviable—suddenly felt meaningless. The mansion that once symbolized prestige now felt like a prison. Every corner echoed with ghosts—his mother’s absence, his father’s deceit, and Zara’s broken trust. For the first time in years, Regan Kareem felt something he never thought he would—regret. He picked up his phone again, opened Zara’s chat, and typed: “I’ll fix this. Somehow.” But again, his thumb hovered over the send button, and he sighed. He locked the phone and placed it face-down on the table. The screen went dark—just like the space growing inside him.

"Mom, you and Dad failed as parents. I'm just glad I wasn't raised by you and that I didn't end up like William. And forgiveness? That's not happening. "What really killed me was your indifference. If I had the choice, I'd wish I'd never been your child. But I won't let you die." I pressed my hand to her forehead and pulled away. "You'll live and spend the rest of your life drowning in guilt and regret." … I was sitting by the hospital window when Mom suddenly jolted awake. She ripped out her IV line and lurched off the bed, her face streaked with tears as she cried my name.

"Is there something on my face?" He said. "No." "Then why are you looking at my face as if there is something?" He smiles. "it's just that you look more beautiful than the last time I saw you. You look more confident. And it just makes me regret rejecting you over your sister." My smile faded when I remembered the day he rejected me. "It really hurts a lot but I learn many things from there. Which is to show no weakness and no regret no matter what the outcome is. Because I do not want to think about what might happen as it doesn't change anything or make a decision."

I replied trying hard to fight back my tears and he scoffed. “Why are you asking me?You should know what you should do yourself.” he said and I scoffed angrily. “If I know what to do I won't be asking you, why are you here?” I replied angrily. “Did you regret rejecting her?” he asked and I had a deadly frown on my face. “I don't have a choice, if I didn't reject her, I don't know what will happen to her” I replied angrily. “you have reject and now you regret, you have think about it before you rejected” he said and I sighed heavily.

Though Regis couldn’t clearly see Amora’s expression because of her long hair covering her face, he could feel her words' deep regret and sadness. Amora quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then steeled herself and looked at Regis with firm determination. “I think it’s better if we don’t have any connection, Sir. I don’t owe you anything, and I’ve suffered enough in this matter. I don’t want you in my life, and I will consider you never existed in my life.” The string of sentences from Amora made Regis’s face darken. His fists clenched tightly. For some reason, Amora’s regret made him very unhappy and quite insulted, as he was being blamed for something he didn’t know.

"I have read somewhere, ‘Don't be afraid of losing people. Be afraid of losing yourself by trying to please everyone.’ In order to please you I forgot to love myself. You were always my first priority. I love you with all my heart just to get betrayed by you like this.” I was about to fall down but before Jared could touch me I stabilised myself. “I regret loving you. I regret wasting four years of my life on you. I regret neglecting your actions and your wrongdoings. I should have left that day when I came to know that you had been cheating on me. But I choose to give you a chance to repent your mistake but you don't deserve a chance. You are not worthy of my love. I reject……”