The Regret That Consumed Us Chinese Drama Novels & Stories

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.

"I'm busy. Get some rest. I'll come see you after work." Lea didn't respond. I figured she was deeply disappointed with my decision. I let out a rough sigh. Even so, I wanted to disappoint Anna even less. My phone vibrated again. A message from Lea. "You're a bastard, Dylan. Two months from now, if you're still dragging this out, you'll regret it." Regret what? Not marrying her? I ran my fingers through my hair, pushing it back, then leaned against the window behind me. Wasn't that all I'd wanted all this time?

Linlin was in awe at how thickheaded and near sighted ZhengLi could be given his vast experience in the world of partying, sex and drugs. “Its called regret. And yeah, you never really know anyone and what they’re capable of until they do something like this to you. Even you could do this to me… people suck. That’s not a groundbreaking new discovery.” ZhengLi shrugged, going back to pacing back and forth from the walk-in closet as he collected YuZhi’s suits and clothes, packing them neatly as he did so. Undeterred by her hovering around him. Linlin following him like a bear with a sore head and snarling his way as each step angered her further.

He looked at me like he was searching for something-a crack, a weakness, a reason to believe I didn’t mean it. “I regret every moment with you,” I said. My voice was calm, but every word cut deep. “Every single one. I regret trying. I regret loving you. I regret begging. I regret offering you everything and getting nothing back. I regret wasting three years of my life on someone who never saw me as anything more than a business transaction.” My voice didn’t shake. “I regret all of it, you asshole.” Damon’s face changed. His mouth twitched, his eyes flickered. For a second, I thought I saw pain — real pain — but it didn’t matter anymore.

Guilt and sympathy mingled within my chest, intertwining with a twinge of nostalgia for what once was. "Sarah, I understand that you have regrets," I responded, my voice firm yet tinged with a hint of empathy. "But as you heard earlier, I've found something special with Jasmine. We're building something real, and I can't turn away from that." Sarah's eyes glistened with unshed tears, her voice cracking with raw emotion as she begged for my forgiveness. Her words reverberated through the room, creating an unsettling tension that clung to the air.

What do you regret? Regret not insisting on continuing the search for the body at that time, or regret organizing that yacht orgy, or ...... regret getting involved with his wife s assistant? The smile on Qiao Jingjia's face became forced. It was not easy for her to make it this far step by step, not to listen to this man talk about his "regret". She gently hugged Mu Zenin, her voice soft like water: "Zenin, I know you can't let go of Sister Su, it doesn't matter ...... I'll wait for you, no matter how long I wait, I don't mind ......".

I turned on my heel, my voice trembling as I finally spoke. “You both will regret this.” I didn’t even know how. I didn’t know what I could do to them, how I could make them feel even a fraction of the pain I felt. But I meant it. I meant every word. Theresa’s mocking laughter filled the room, stopping me in my tracks. “Regret? How?” she sneered. “What exactly are you capable of?” I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. “You have nothing, Alexandria. Everything belongs to Asher now.”

"The marriage? The life you had before?" I considered it honestly. "I regret that someone took the choice away from me. I regret the cruelty of how it ended and the people who got hurt in the process." I looked at him. "But if none of it had happened I wouldn't be standing here right now. So I don't know how to regret it cleanly." He stepped closer, closing most of the distance between us. "I'm glad you're standing here right now." "I know," I said softly. "I'm starting to be glad too."

“You don’t get to demand a place in our lives just because you feel guilty now. Guilt isn’t love, Alex. And I won’t let my son be a casualty of your regrets.” His expression shattered, but she didn’t let herself care. Not this time. “Goodbye, Alex.” And with that, she walked past him, leaving him standing in the shadows of the life he had lost. "I know I could have handled things better, and I deeply regret not being smarter about it. I also knew there was a chance that Jasper was mine, but fear made me turn a blind eye to the possibility. It was selfish and easier to believe you had an affair with someone else.

, 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.