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CHAPTER 39 : The aftermath
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2026-06-08 00:18:40
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HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 70: forever starts now-the final chapter
It was a Sunday morning. The sun was shining through the kitchen windows, casting warm golden light across the countertops. The birds were singing outside, their cheerful melodies drifting through the open windows. The house smelled like pancakes and fresh coffee. The sound of laughter drifted up from the kitchen. James was twelve. Lily was seventeen. They were sitting at the kitchen table, arguing over the last pancake. Charlie, our golden retriever, was under the table, hoping for scraps. Princess, our calico cat, was on the windowsill, pretending not to care about the chaos below. "Give it to me," James said, reaching for the plate. "No, it's mine," Lily said, pulling it away. "I want it." "I want it more." "You always want everything." "Because I'm older." "Being older doesn't make you better." "It makes me smarter." "No, it doesn't." I looked at Julian. He was standing at the stove, flipping pancakes with an expression of fond exasperation. His hair was grayer now. Hi
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 69 : The family reunion
We had a family reunion at the beach house. The same cottage. The same blue shutters. The same porch facing the water. The same sand. The same waves. The same memories. Everyone came. Damian. Chloe. Baxter the golden retriever. My mother. James. Lily. Even Simone. She was clean. She was healthy. She was part of the family. She had been for years. "This is wonderful," my mother said. "All of us together. All of us happy. All of us alive." "It's perfect," I agreed. The beach was empty. The sun was warm. The waves were gentle. The sky was blue. Lily and James ran into the water. They splashed each other. They laughed. They were happy. Their laughter echoed across the shore. Damian and Chloe walked along the shore. They held hands. They talked about the future. They were planning to adopt a child. A daughter. They had already started the paperwork. Simone sat with my mother. They were deep in conversation. They were laughing. They were crying. They were catching up on years of lo
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 68 : LILY'S first crush
Lily came home from school one day with a strange look on her face. She was eleven. She was in sixth grade. She had always been confident, always sure of herself. But today, she was quiet. Flustered. Her cheeks were pink. Her eyes were distant. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Nothing." "Nothing? You look like you've seen a ghost." "I haven't seen a ghost. I've seen… something else." "Something else?" "A boy." I tried not to smile. "A boy?" "A boy. In my class. His name is Ethan. He's tall. He's funny. He's smart. He's—" "Handsome?" Lily blushed. Her cheeks turned even pinker. "Maybe." I sat down with her on the couch. "Tell me about Ethan." "He sat next to me in science class. We had to be lab partners. We were supposed to dissect a frog. I was nervous. I didn't want to do it. He was nervous too. He told me he'd never dissected anything before either. We both laughed. And then—" She paused. "He held my hand." "He held your hand?" "To steady me. I was shaking. He said it was o
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 67 : James's first day of school
James started kindergarten on a Tuesday in September. He was five years old. He was nervous. He was excited. He was terrified. He was all the things a five-year-old should be on his first day of school. His backpack was too big for his small shoulders. His new sneakers squeaked when he walked. His hair was combed neatly, a task that had taken twenty minutes and three attempts. "I don't want to go," he said, clinging to my leg. His grip was surprisingly strong for such a small child. "James, you have to go." "Why?" "Because school is important. You'll learn things. You'll make friends. You'll have fun. You'll discover new things you never even knew existed." "But I don't know anyone." "You know Lily. She'll be there." "Lily is in third grade. She won't be in my class." "True. But she'll be in the same building. You can see her at lunch. You can wave to her in the hallway. You can tell her all about your day when you get home." James considered this. His grip on my leg loosen
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 66 : The epilogue-forever starts now
It was a Sunday morning. The sun was shining through the kitchen windows, casting warm golden light across the countertops. The birds were singing outside, their cheerful melodies drifting through the open windows. The house smelled like pancakes and fresh coffee. The sound of laughter drifted up from the kitchen. James was twelve. Lily was seventeen. They were sitting at the kitchen table, arguing over the last pancake. Charlie, our golden retriever, was under the table, hoping for scraps. Princess, our calico cat, was on the windowsill, pretending not to care about the chaos below. "Give it to me," James said, reaching for the plate. "No, it's mine," Lily said, pulling it away. "I want it." "I want it more." "You always want everything." "Because I'm older." "Being older doesn't make you better." "It makes me smarter." "No, it doesn't." I looked at Julian. He was standing at the stove, flipping pancakes with an expression of fond exasperation. His hair was grayer now. Hi
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 65 : Victor's grave
Julian visited Victor's grave alone. He didn't tell me he was going. He just left. A note on the kitchen table. His handwriting was shaky. "I need to do this. I need to face him one last time. I'll be back soon. Don't worry." But I did worry. I always worried. So I followed. I found him standing in front of the headstone. The cemetery was quiet. The grass was green. The sky was blue. Birds sang in the trees. It was peaceful. "Julian," I said softly. He turned. "How did you find me?" "Lily told me." "She knew?" "She always knows. She's always known." He looked back at the headstone. Victor Thorne. Beloved father. Beloved husband. The lies carved in stone. "I don't know why I came here," he said. "Yes, you do." "Why?" "To say goodbye. To finally let go. To close the door." He was silent for a long time. The wind blew through the trees. The birds sang. The world kept turning. "I hated him," Julian said. His voice was quiet. "For so long. For my whole life. I hated him mo
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 46 : The message
The message came at dawn. A text message. Unknown number. No name. No signature. "Found you." Julian's phone buzzed on the nightstand. He grabbed it. His face went white. "What is it?" He showed me the screen. Three words. No explanation. No threat. Just a statement. "Found you." "That's n
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 37 : The trap is set
Marcus had been hiding for three weeks. Three weeks of looking over our shoulders every time we walked down the street. Three weeks of jumping at every shadow that moved in the corner of our eyes. Three weeks of Lily asking why she couldn't play in the front yard anymore, why there were always gu
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 49 : The hunt
Victor was free. The words echoed in my head like a drumbeat, relentless and terrifying. Victor was free. Victor was free. Victor was free. No matter how many times I repeated them, they didn't feel real. They couldn't be real. He was supposed to be locked away forever. He was supposed to be powe
HIS REGRET MY REVENGE CHAPTER 48 : The safe house returns
The safe house looked different in the daylight. Smaller. Older. More vulnerable. The stone walls that had seemed so sturdy in the dark now looked like they could be breached by a determined push. The windows that had seemed so hidden now looked like eyes watching the woods. Victor's people had
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