All Chapters of His Regret: Dear Ex-wife, I Surrender : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Everyone was shocked, especially Veronica. Her mouth was agape, and she forgot to maintain her usual nobility! How could this be possible? Did she hear it wrong?!Amelia, who was only twenty-four this year, right? Camille was four years older than her and had been in the fashion industry for ten years, often participating in Paris Fashion Week and winning many international awards.How could Amelia, a rural caregiver, be Camille’s master? This joke was too big, wasn’t it?!Veronica was secretly shocked.Camille, holding Kira intimately around her waist, complained, “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I didn’t have time to prepare!”“I wasn’t supposed to be here today. It’s just that a gathering was canceled suddenly, so I had time to come and see.”“Oh, so you just came by… I mean nothing to you!”“How dare you blame me? You sure got guts now!”The two women chatted warmly like close friends, astonishing everyone present!Thiago was filled with surprise. He remembered the suit sh

Kira just finished a dance, taking a bow with her dance partner. Even though it wasn’t a formal stage, and just a private get-together, her graceful dance moves lifted the mood, making it feel like a top-notch ball. Veronica, listening to the praises for Kira, was green with envy. She thought of her own past talent in music and dance. She was a songbird and a dancing queen, bagging numerous awards. Later, while abroad, she was too busy chasing after men to satisfy her desires, living in the lap of luxury. Now, she might have improved her Sex skills, but she had forgotten her talents. “Thiago, look at how amazing Kira is. But don’t you think it’s inappropriate to dance like that in front of everyone, wearing so little clothes? I would die of embarrassment…” Veronica was chatting and sipping her coffee, but when she turned around, Thiago was nowhere to be found. Thiago headed towards the corridor backstage. Despite trying to control himself, images of Amelia's enchanting dance kept

Thiago was hunched over on the couch, massaging his throbbing temples. His shoulder muscles shivered from the intense pain etched on his face. Truth be told, his headache had begun on the way home. Listening to their nonsensical words only made it worse.Noble blood… lowly status… Even if Amelia was the worst, it wasn’t their place to judge!“Mr. Thiago! Is your headache acting up again? I’ll get your medicine!” Alva quickly fetched some painkillers from the drawer and poured a warm glass of water for him to wash it down.After taking the medicine, Thiago felt a slight relief from the pain, and his face was returning to a less pained expression.“Mr. Thiago, you can’t keep relying on these pills. They all have side effects! I remember Ms. Amelia used to massage your head, and it helped a lot. Should we invite her back?” Alva suggested gently.“Alva.” Thiago's eyes were a bit red, and his voice choked. “Did they always talk about Amelia like that? They said Amelia cooked for the Anders

Thiago pulled up outside Kira's villa. He rolled down the window, looking at the warm lights inside; thinking about Owen and Amelia inside, his heart felt as stuffed as cotton.His forehead was furrowed, and his sweaty palm was holding a cell phone. On the screen was a picture of Amelia wearing a silky, sexy camisole nightgown, her graceful figure partially hidden and partially visible.Back in the day, she would only wear those loose white cotton dresses, like a maternity dress, not at all showing off her figure. Now divorced, she has totally transformed into a sexy goddess, attracting men’s attention everywhere and making them swoon!Thiago's solid chest heaved as he looked down at the photo, loosening his meticulously tied tie.Meanwhile.Owen watched Kira devouring her food, his face turning green with envy. He was pampered by his mother since childhood. Owen had his first sip of cola at fifteen and his first bite of fried chicken at eighteen.Spaghetti Bolognese? Mexican burrito?

“Why?” Thiago frowned, a hint of tension in his eyes.He had no idea how long he had psyched himself up to say ‘I’m sorry.’ A whole damn week without sleep!He had originally planned to apologize to her on his grandpa’s birthday, but after seeing Owen strut into her house tonight, he realized that he couldn’t wait any longer and just wanted to see her ASAP.He didn’t really understand why he felt that way and he had never felt like that before.His emotions always had a switch. But at that moment, he was beginning to realize that the switch controlling his emotions seemed to be in Amelia's hands.“If someone should apologize, it should be Veronica herself. What are you doing apologizing on behalf of her? Trying to show off your lovey-dovey relationship?”Kira's eyes were cold as ice while saying, “If she killed someone, would you pay for her crime?”“Amelia, I’m here to apologize to you sincerely!” Thiago's voice rose a few notches, his eyes slightly red.“I think you’re just trying t