Chapter 415: Farewell Supper?

“Do you regret it now?”

Siddharth’s hands suddenly froze, his heart trembled and his breathing became uneven.. But all that was just for a fraction of a second

After what seemed like eternity he finally replied

“I don’t regret anything,”

In Siddharth’s life’s dictionary, the word Regret never existed, he lived a life to fulfil missions so he could not afford to regret.. But yes, for this woman!

He did feel sorry! And that was it! He was sorry for her!

“Brother,”

While Siddharth was immersed in his thoughts Alvira’s soft voice called out to him

“Hmm,”

“It’s done,” she said softly

“What?,”

“The packing,”

“Ah yea,” he let the bag go after zipping it

Alvira looked at her attendant , signalling for the bag to be taken away, then looked at Siddharth

“Brother,”

“Yes,”

“It’s time to change the colour of this room’s ceiling to white, there’s no longer any need for this rainbow,”

She wheeled herself to the door then stopped again, without turning around to look at her dazed bro