His Regret Began When She Let Go

t happened. I had slept with Marissa four months ago, and

stant. Richard had always been his special advi

tly. "I just think you have to face Marissa since she is carrying the hei

think you need to give up on h

s choice, Rachel has never hurt me, she's innocent. I really

of his drink and r

of the Voss family, but Rachel isn't. If you are willing to have an o

ing a sip. Though he loved Marissa, he still had a sof

ave an exclusive meeting by noon, you don'

ryce stands and adjusts his cufflinks, tur

a white silk dress entered, she stormed t

fter all she has been through, you still chose to

that way, not even his mother...and now this

th to speak but n

ady. "Woman, I bet you don't

Who isn't aware of Bryce Voss? The man who loves to break every good lad

e anyone, I urge you to just leave unless you

you become his mouthpiece, huh? Richard Wilson, the billionaire'

iliated this way before. The lady walked to

regret it. And if she breaks because

walked out, still

know about the divorce? Rachel was taciturn and she had not left the house. T

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the Voss kitchen window, painti

ight before, though she had hidden it

arissa. She would try to hold the home together

t Rachel gently dismissed them. She wan

d emotions. That a meal could soften even the hardest heart. Sh

tarted slicing, stirring and seasoning. Not long after, the aroma of Bryce's favouri

eak to her. Maybe he would apologize and men

Instead, Marissa strutted in. Her heels clacked sharply, her perf

placed a hand on her belly dramatically. "How sweet

the pan, "I'm preparing breakf

ightly. "Are we still using that word?

t she kept stirring, refusin

ally?" She tapped her nails on the table. "Desperate, isn't it? Watch

d wandered around the kitchen. "You know, I have been craving lately. Bryce bough

ing the edge of the counter

's dish, arranged with care,

d softly, as she slowly and d

Rache

picked up

arply, "Marissa,

venomously, "wh

finish. With a swift, violent motion, Mari

arble tile, the pasta scattered and the

stared at the destruction of her effort, her

nding it under her heel. "Oops,