The Regret That Consumed Us Chinese Drama นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Not as the ruler of Carrington Bay’s underworld. But as someone who was still carrying an enormous loss even now. “Do you regret it?” Naomi asked softly. “Even though my father is already gone?” The question left Cale silent for a long moment. Slowly, his gaze lifted toward Naomi. And for a brief second, Naomi felt something incredibly dark and lonely hidden inside his eyes. “My deepest regret,” Cale said, his voice cold yet painfully honest, “is that I didn’t follow your father into the afterlife.” Naomi’s breath caught instantly.

Suddenly, Austin grabbed my hand and mumbled, "Lettie… Lettie, don't leave me, Lettie… Give it to me… Just one more time…" When I heard what he said, I felt my stomach churning. I was so disgusted that I needed to throw up. I angrily flung his hands off me and rushed into the toilet as I dry heaved into the toilet bowl. After I had run out of energy, I finally forced myself to claw against the wall and make it back onto my feet. I caught sight of my tired, exhausted face in the mirror and suddenly felt sorry for myself. How could I have put up with such a disgusting person for such a long time?

As he spoke, he raised his hand as if he were about to hit me too, only to be stopped by Janice. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at me with a pitiful expression. "Lisa, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thrown a party…" She continued, "Please, stop lying to them. They're really tired of this. I'm willing to give up everything, so please just wake up." Jasper immediately pulled her into his arms, gently wiped her tears, and whispered, "It's not your fault." My body screamed with escalating pain, and each breath became a struggle as a coppery tang filled my nostrils.

From the look in his eyes, the man looked like he was in pain. Sadness, anger, disappointment all mixed together. Raga was disappointed to know Yasmin regretted what they did last night. The man did not know what was wrong and lacking from him until Yasmin regretted what had happened between the two of them. "Yasmin. I don't know why you reject me so much. I've tried to give you my best but you never saw it. Now I ask you, do you regret what we did? Do you regret giving your body to me, your own husband? Why? Am I so dirty to you that you regret it? Am I so undeserving that you regret it? Why, Yasmin?"

“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!”

The implication was clear: I had crossed his line, and I better not take it for granted. I almost burst out laughing. Why should the pain I endured be brushed aside so easily? Just because he offered me a chance didn’t mean I had to be grateful and accept it. I straightened my back, my chin jutting out defiantly. “Dominic, I appreciate the sentiment, but I suggest you give this precious opportunity to someone else. I’m not worthy of it.” Dominic tightened his grip, his voice low and threatening. “You’ll regret this!” I replied firmly, “The biggest regret of my life is falling in love with you and marrying you. Other than that, I have no regrets.”

But then, she sighed, "I know you've been with Lorenzo for seven years, but he's never wanted to marry you. We don't have forever to wait. When youth is gone, he won't want you anymore." She paused, then gently advised me, "But still, I hope you're not acting out of impulse. Marriage is a big deal. Don't rush into it." I couldn't hold back my tears. "Mom, I understand. I'm not rushing. I'll listen to you this time." The call ended, and it took me a while to calm down. I touched up my makeup and drove off. The pinned location turned out to be a French restaurant, and I frowned, hoping I wouldn't meet those I didn't want to see.

When she thought of this, Tina took a deep breath. Regret rose up in her heart. No… It couldn't be! Sean couldn't be that accomplished! Tina frantically tried to comfort herself. There must be something that she had missed. She waited in agony, and the party finally came to an end.

She couldn't escape the nagging thought that her actions, driven by desperation, had unknowingly unleashed a nightmare. Regret etched lines on Marisa's face, and her fingers clenched the edge of the seat as if seeking some anchor in the storm of remorse. The weight of guilt intensified with each passing street, as if the city itself echoed her inner turmoil. In the hushed confines of the cab, Marisa's whispered self-reproach mingled with the distant sounds of the city. If only she could rewind time and erase that ill-fated decision, sparing Dave from the gruesome fate that awaited him. The regret, like a relentless tide, threatened to drown her in sorrow.

Dennis said, putting the script down to hear the person talking on the other side of the phone. "Hey Dennis, it's Euntae, sorry about calling you so late. I wanted to ask if you were able to eat yet." "No, I haven't eaten yet. Do you want me to order us food?" "Please, order us food. I'll be fine eating something on my own. We can have Chinese food.” “Okay, I’ll see you soon.” “See you soon and please don't be late. You are not completely healed." He ended the call and continued reading the script.