Novel & Cerita Wynne's Regret

Her eyes turned red unknowingly while tears filled her eyes. She did not forget those words Ryan said to her in the last second before he lost consciousness. “I’m sorry.” Ryan had only whispered weakly, but those three words lingered clearly in Madeline's mind. At that moment, she saw the sincerity and regret on Ryan's face. Ryan’s most unforgettable regret was driving her to the brink of insanity. He knew that he was not qualified to be forgiven by Madeline, but at least, he wanted her to know that he did not actually want to push her to such a point.

"Hmm, but she lost one of them, she tried her best to keep the other one. By now, she should have given birth, right? by the way, where is her child?" Bryan asked. Wayne's body trembled. His straight back bent slightly as he leaned one hand against the glass window. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Bryan stepped forward to check on him. Wayne waved his hand, signaling Bryan to stay back. It was just his heart aching. His heart ached for losing his two children. The woman he thought was dirty, the woman he had humiliated, was the one who had walked into his heart. In his entire life, he had never done anything he regretted.

Her wolf recoiled weakly inside her, injured and struggling, as agony radiated through her body in waves. But beneath it all, a deeper grief cut through her sharper than any physical wound… If she lost her pup… if this pregnancy slipped away because of her own carelessness, because she had come out here alone, she didn’t know how she would ever face Adrian again. Adrian would never forgive her. “Lynn!” Gwen’s voice cut through the dark at the edges of her consciousness. She must have gone looking when she couldn’t find Lynn on the academy grounds. “I’m here…” Lynn managed to whisper, though it barely carried past her lips.

We stood there for a long time, looking out at the kingdom we had broken to save. ​“Do you regret it?” she asked suddenly. “Resetting the tree? Losing the wolf?” ​I tightened my grip on her, my chin resting on the top of her head. “I regret that I cannot protect you as I once did. I regret that I have left our people vulnerable to the South. But when I look at you, Winnie... when I see you without that fire consuming you from the inside out... no. I don't regret a single second of it.”

He stayed rooted where he was, eyes shadowed, watching the warmth of the scene from the cold edge of the steps. Behind him, Ruth coughed again, her chest heavy with the effort. Her hands pressed to her lips as she leaned into the sofa's arm. "I'm old, Ryan. I won't interfere in what you do anymore. But listen to me if you let this go, you will regret it. One day, she'll turn her face away. Disappointment weighs heavier than years." Ruth had always given him everything. But now she didn't even want to look at him. The servant led her back inside while he remained outside, his face tightened back into the same hard mask.

he said, and I thanked him. He walked away. I sighed, opening the ward door to walk inside. Wendy looked very fragile as she slept, and her paleness frightened me. I sat on the chair placed by her bedside, watching her sleep. She looked so delicate that regret seeped into my chest, spreading through the rest of my body. I shouldn't have lost control that night. I should not have drunk as much as I did. The one-night stand would not have happened if I had been in my senses.

I trailed off, recalling his lively conversation with that Rushnian woman on Instagram. Willow sighed deeply. "So, what are you planning to do now?" I thought for a moment and then replied, "Divorce, of course. Why keep a man like that around?" The New Year was approaching, and I didn't want to carry that baggage into the new year. Willow nodded. "I didn't expect Henry to hide it so well. I truly believed you'd found a loyal partner, but he proved me wrong." I took a deep breath, attempting to settle the turmoil within me.

"Unless, one day you regret it!" The two of them were together, Grainne was always afraid that one day Carwyn would leave her. In every respect, he was superior to her. But in fact, he soon considered her as a part of his body, her love was seeped into his flesh and blood. The one who is more worried must be you, the one who regrets not leaving is you. "No, I don't regret it, you can't regret it either." Grainne quickly replied. "The ring I gave you already, what's the point of regretting it?" Carwyn laughed.

"You can't hold me out of my will. You can't do that!" Henry chuckled. "Watch me." He simply waved at Martins and Lauren was dragged now towards the guest room. “Diana will never come back to you!” she shouted over her shoulder as she was pulled away. “Never!” Her laughter echoed down the hallway until the door shut behind them. Silence fell heavily over the living room. Henry stood there for a moment, breathing hard. Then the anger drained out of him, leaving something much worse behind. Regret. He exhaled slowly and sank back into the couch. His elbows rested on his knees as he stared down at the floor.

The room still carried the faint scent of Elara's rose perfume, mingling with the lingering traces of their wild lovemaking from two nights ago. But the woman who belonged to that fragrance was gone. Too late... she's really gone, Mike thought, his sharp eyes staring blankly at the floor, filled with an overwhelming devastation. Another tear of regret slipped down and landed on the back of his hand. Mike let out a bitter laugh, a hollow sound that was painfully miserable. He stared at his own palm before murmuring into the silence. "Isn't this what you wanted, Mike? Haven't you spent the last two years praying for this selfish woman to disappear from your life? Then why... why does it feel l