Will She Regret Leaving Me Novels & Stories

"I don't think so." The hope in their eyes instantly dimmed. I didn't linger, turning to leave. Behind me, Alexa's broken voice rose again. "I'm sorry." I paused briefly. Then I walked out of the venue without looking back.

He glared furiously at me, holding his face. “I..I don’t regret coming into your life nor marking you. What I regret however is falling in love with a man like you. I’ll leave and when I do, don’t you dare come looking for me. I’ll move on, find someone who’s probably better than you and Ruarc put together. He’ll love me, and I’ll love him too. I’ll forget you and everything about you. And if I can’t…”, I pause, wiping away a tear. “If I can’t…If I can’t forget you Sia Lancaster, I’d take to my grave the memories of our time together. Goodbye”.

she shouts out loud and slams her fist against the steering wheel, forcing me to jerk backward a little bit on the seat. "If you had just freaking listened then maybe you wouldn't be in this mess after all. I told you that man is not the one for you. he is not to be trusted now look at it. I just feel like I wish I had forced you out of this right from the start. But I didn't want to disrespect your wishes. So I left you. Now I regret it." The way she sounds now is bringing it out to me that this might be the worst-case scenario, even far more than what I had just encountered with Victoria Hale back in his office.

My wolf stirred angrily in the back of my mind, at that thought. “I’m sorry for leaving you behind. I got an important call to make with one of our providers. The situation with Vivian put many of my business projects on hold. It is just now that I’m beginning to catch up.” She averted her eyes; she doesn’t like me bringing up Vivian. “Once all this is over, we’re going for a second honeymoon. Have you thought of any places? I know you always wanted to see the snow.” She stiffened.

She said, walking off, leaving me standing in the middle of the room, gritting my teeth. She will definitely regret this.

She says firmly. “Go?” I ask her, confused. “I’m not fucking leaving your side.” “Will you regret that decision?” she asks me seriously. “What—” her words make me stumble for a moment. “Will. You. Regret. It.” she says, punctuating each word like a dagger to my chest. “I don’t know! Ok? I don’t fucking know Birdie. All I know is I will regret leaving your side.”

“You accused me before of choosing Henry over you. I doubted you, I didn't trust you, and I am so sorry. We were both wrong, and I called you here because I want you to know what I feel about everything. Even if you don't want me anymore, I'm going to say it.” “Wait,” he said, “it’s not that easy.” “I don't regret leaving because I met amazing people. My only regret was not telling you how I really feel. You didn't even look for me. You told me you loved me, but you never looked for me like you did for your ex-wife. I was so confused about what I was to you.”

"You knew that your husband was cheating on you with your nanny. How could you coexist peacefully with them for years?" "Don't allow the hatred between adults to pollute your kid! How could you watch the nanny torture your own child to the point where she lost her mind?" I ignored what everyone was saying and made a beeline for Zachary. "I ignored my parents' disapproval and married you, transferring my shares to you in the process. I watched you grow your business from nothing. After marrying you, you were my everything. You were more important to me than I was to myself. How could you do this to me?"

The memory still burns in my chest. “I wanted to take her away from him. Completely. Make sure she never goes back.” I shake my head slowly. “And I regret it. Everything.” Jason stares at me. “You can’t possibly mean that.” “I guess not,” I admit. “But still…” My voice falters. “She’s not going to marry me, Jason.” The words feel heavier when spoken aloud. “She’s going to leave. And she won’t ever come back.” I run my hands through my hair.

“It doesn’t make sense. If the kid was mine, Genevieve would’ve told me. She never kept secrets from me. Never.” “Maybe she moved on fast,” Greg suggested. “Maybe she had an affair right after she left.” I shook my head, even though he couldn’t see me. “I can’t believe that. Genevieve wasn’t like that. She wouldn’t just... replace me overnight.” “Dude,” Greg said. “She left, didn’t she? That says something.” I didn’t respond. My mind was racing, replaying the last time I saw her. The way she looked at me before she walked out of my life. The hurt in her eyes. I’d messed up, I knew that. But this? This was too much.