Will He Regret Dumping Me Novels & Stories

"I was wrong… I know it's too late to say anything now. The company is gone. The money is gone. I have nothing left. I just want to ask you one thing. Did you ever, even for a second, regret leaving me?" I looked at his face full of regret and felt nothing. "Regret?" I asked, then let out a soft laugh. "What I regret most is being blind enough to ever know you. What I regret is not leaving the first time you blamed me over Maeve. Some mistakes can never be undone, Chance. You didn't lose everything. You simply got the ending you deserve," I said. His body shook; it was as if all strength left him. He collapsed onto the ground, and tears ran down his worn face.

I stood up and looked for my bag before I answered him. "Don't come near me! You're disgusted by me, right? You're tired of me, that's why you don't want to anymore." I saw him confused because of what I said. "You know? You know Mr. Sullivaño, I regret meeting you my whole life. My whole life. If I had one wish now? I wish we never crossed paths again." I said, then turned around to leave his power. Because no matter what I do, I remember the past, how I fought alone because of what he did to me. He doesn't want me anymore because I'm like garbage, something to throw away."

“No - no! I'll never date you, Dracula.” He blinked innocently, “Why? I know you don't hate me.” “What a party filled with a food called sadness and water! You expect me to date you in a situation like this, knowing that you could fall and die in a fight tomorrow? I've mourned someone before; I don't want it to happen again.” “So what? You'd rather regret not doing it after I'm dead?” He snapped, “What if you fall and die? You'll leave me to regret not loving you enough like I want to?”

I packed what little was truly mine and left without looking back. At the airport, I purchased a one-way ticket. Destination: anywhere far enough to disappear. As I waited to board, I placed a hand over my stomach and spoke softly, for the first time, not as a discarded wife but as a mother. “I promise you,” I whispered, “no one will ever make you feel unwanted.” The boarding call echoed through the terminal. I stood up. Somewhere behind me, Ethan Blackwood continued his perfect life, unaware that the woman he had cast aside was carrying his child… and his greatest regret.

I turned to leave, but he suddenly ran toward me and hugged me from behind with great force. "Don't go, Willow! Please give me another chance! I don't want anything else. All I want is you! Let's start over again, huh?" His hot tears fell onto the back of my neck. I did not struggle from his grip, but said coldly, "Do you know, Chuck? Loving you isn't what I regret the most. What I regret the most is wasting ten years of my youth on a useless man who can only wash dishes to make enough money to pay his mother's medical fees."

I don’t want him to walk off into the night with a head full of regrets, any more than I want to erase what happened here. I have no regrets. Not a single one. I don’t regret taking Anna Josephine and filling her full of my cum, and I don’t regret sharing her with Kennedy, either. One of us was going to lose out big time, I didn’t want it to be him, and I sure as fuck didn’t want it to be me. “I’m not going to run off,” he tells her. “I’d never run off from you. I’m the one who came running after you, remember?”

Jack raised an eyebrow. "What do you want me to do?" John asked me, I smiled sweetly. "I want you to make her pay for what she did to me. I want you to make her regret ever crossing me." Jack's expression turned cold and calculating. "I can do that," he said. "I have some information that could ruin her reputation. Are you sure you're ready for this?" I nodded and smiled. “This time around I think I want something different so there's no reputation to ruin”. I responded.

My cheeks burned from the pain of the slap he dealt me. "Really? If you regret marrying me, let's just get a divorce!" I wiped away my tears as I finally said the words I had been holding back all this time. I had planned to wait until Frank's orders became official before leaving Victor, but I could not wait any longer. The hate and grievance I had endured in my past life came flooding back, and I felt as if I was wrapped in a cocoon of those negative feelings. I could not breathe nor escape from being trapped inside.

“The contents inside it hold no value to me anymore. They are completely worthless.” My mother nodded quietly and threw the bag into the wastebasket without asking any more questions. Matt ran over to the wastebasket, grabbed the bag out, and started cleaning it frantically with his hands. “What are you doing, Meadow?” Matt asked, his voice shaking as he got close to tears. “I gifted you that bag on your birthday. You promised me you would cherish it forever, just like you said our friendship meant everything. And now you tell your mom to throw it away like garbage? Do you hate me that much now? After everything we went through?”