Novel & Cerita The President's Regret

April snapped. “I… I know I’ve been a jerk, a big one, to Arian, and maybe to everyone in this room at some point.” His gaze flicked around, then back to me. “And I don’t expect forgiveness overnight. But I came here because I'm happy that you are back as the president.” The words hung in the air, heavy and unbelievable. “It is not like I can accept another president,” he said with a subtle laugh but April didn't buy it. “You should apologize, Brent,” April said.

He further sent his apologies and condolences to those who had lost their loved ones as a result of the monsters who had been secretly living among them. As the president headed out his assistant's mobile rang, he got away from the crowd before handing over the mobile to the President as they got back inside the building. "Your speech was rather assuring, do you think you have the power to deliver all that you have promised?" Josen asked. "Excuse me but who is it that I'm talking to?"Mr Malcolm asked. "I thought you have been seeking me for a long time now, it seems you and your people are comfortable." Josen said. The president held the phone away from his ear before he whispered to his ass

"I promise, nothing heals like time, you guys will be okay." "Thank you." Liam and Megan replied politely. Turning around, the president walked away from them with his bodyguards. Liam and Megan walked to the limousine they had come with, but before they could get in, Mr. Chamberlain and his wife walked over to them. The two of them wanted to share their condolences. "We are sorry for your loss. They will be missed, your father was a great guy… I will miss his sense of humor." Mr. Chamberlain said to Megan and Liam as he patted both of them on their shoulders.

I thought about it, not the way I used to where regret felt like something that swallowed me whole, but in a way that allowed me to look at it without getting lost in it. “I regret how things happened,” I said. “I regret the hurt, the way things unfolded, the people who got caught in it. But I don’t regret us.” He didn’t look away. “And I don’t regret her,” I added, glancing down at Amara. “That would have been a problem,” he said lightly. I smiled. “A big one.” He let out a quiet breath, then stepped even closer, his shoulder brushing lightly against mine as he looked down at her.

Brittany also affirmed the President’s intent. “Let go of that slut Bill.” Trishia said with a disdainful look at Arabella. Hearing the people around him, Bill let go Arabella’s arm and smiled playfully like there’s nothing had happened. He didn’t let go of her because they told him so or any fear of embarrassment. He let go of her because it was the right thing to do. “My deepest apology Mr. President, I just seemed to miss my wife.” Bill calmly said but looked at Arabella arrogantly.

he says, but I still don't reply to him. He finally sighs and takes a sip of the wine in his hand. "Well, the fact that this picture is still up here should at least let you know that I still care about your presence in my life and I deeply regret doing what I did. You just don't understand, okay? I had my reasons, and I needed to do it at that time because I would have lost quite a lot if I didn't." I still don't reply to him, and I feel the tense feeling in his body as he groans and takes another gulp of the wine in his hand.

he replied, his words heavy with an emotion I couldn't understand. What did he mean by that? A part of me wondered if he regretted our kiss. Was he punishing himself for it? I pulled a white handkerchief from my trousers, trembling slightly, and tried to wipe the blood from his face. He winced at my touch, and guilt flooded me. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered, pulling my hand back, but he grabbed my wrist, stopping me. “I don’t regret what I did,” he said, his voice steady, and it left me speechless, my mind a whirlpool of confusion and emotions.

“I know, Ariel. I know that I have hurt you and I know it's not easy for you to forgive me. I regret that night, every day and night. I cry in secret when I am alone, questioning everything. Why did I do this to you? Why did I ask you to abort our child? All this time I blamed myself for the miscarriage and the thing I regret the most is that I left you for a bitch like Fiona and married her. She was with me just for the money, I should have listened to my parents and your warnings. She was nothing more than a gold digger and a year ago she came to the house with a guy in her arms and demanded a divorce, claiming that she never loved me, she loved my money. I gave her the divorce and she t