Dude, we all know you’re hurting, but Regina doesn’t need to be treated that way. The song I listened to when I was writing this was Love me Anyway by Pink and Chris Stapleton.
The man steadied Regina before he let go. “Miss, are you okay?” “Yeah,” she nodded and looked up briefly to see who she bumped into. “Regina? What are you doing out here?” Jason asked as he touched her shoulder and realized she was sobbing. “What happened?” “Sir, do you want me to take the desserts in?” Someone interrupted before she could answer. “Yes, Stacy. Call me if you need me.” Stacy knew her boss was in love with Regina because his eyes always lit up when she was around, so she wanted to give them space. Especially seeing that Regina was upset. “Is everything okay?” Jason gave Regina a paper towel to wipe her face. Regina mumbled incoherently as she tried to catch her breath. She did not mean to cry so hard, but encountering another person, one that she knew, made her tears fall faster. Jason pulled her to his chest and looked around, wondering who or what had upset her. He wanted to hurt the person who made her cry, but right now, Regina was his priority. To shield her
Owen concealed himself when Raffy arrived. He did not want to be confronted by Regina’s brothers when he was not prepared to explain himself. He was still angry about the whole situation and wanted to draw his own conclusions.But when he saw Raffy’s car pull out of the parking lot, he sought his brother to clear some things.“Is that story you told Regina true?”“What story?” Myles asked. “The one about dad?”“Yes. He was angry, but that did not kill him. Get off your high horse. The world does not revolve around you.”Owen glared at Myles, “How come it’s so easy for you to talk about Dad’s death?”“Because I always think of the good times we had together. You should learn to do the same.”“I can’t. We were arguing the day he died.”“We all know that, but that’s all you remember. You were with Dad for 21 years. I bet you have better memories than that.”“I never—I stopped thinking about them. They were too painful to recall. It made me remember Da—dad was no longer with us.”“I overh
A, Our problem took care of itself. Owen is now in the hospital. He had met with an accident a few days ago, and I haven’t seen Regina visit him once. They broke up last weekend. She cried a lot, and my heart broke at the sound of her sobs. It was heart-wrenching. You should have been there to comfort her. But don’t worry, I was, and I gave her lots of hugs, so she wouldn’t feel so bad. Oh, you know what reason that stupid Owen gave her for breaking up? He blamed her for having her birthday party because it killed his dad. What an idiot. That was the happiest time of our life. So now we do not need to worry about them getting back together. We can go ahead with our plan. Regina is ours. J Raffy kept sending Regina messages during the weekend to cheer her up. He knew she was in pain and would not answer, but he sent them anyway. Nobody else knew what happened, and Regina begged to keep it between them until the decision became final. On Monday, Raffy breathed a sigh of relief when
Timothy Dalton came to visit the Bennet mansion after a few days and asked about Owen. Myles and Yvan were having breakfast with their mother and Regina when Myles mentioned Owen had sent him a message after the party that he was going on vacation and not to contact him. Myles looks at Regina and she had already bowed her head as soon as Mr. Dalton asked the question. She excuses herself to be excluded from the conversation. Any talk about Owen brought her to tears, and she did not want to cry in front of Mrs. Bennet and Mr. Dalton when they did not know about what happened. Timothy stressed the fact that he thought there was something wrong with Owen because not once had he contacted the office, even by email. “This is not like Owen to do this. He does not take breaks or vacations and even when he goes out of town, or stays at home, he always checks in on his projects and gives his assistants instructions while he is away. “ Yvan shrugged. “He might have gotten drunk or something.
“Miss Regina, I have another long-stemmed rose for you.” “Is anybody leaving a note or at least a name who it came from?” “No, not that I’ve seen. I just found the rose in your mailbox.” “Is the mailman leaving it, then?” “He says that every time he opens the back of his truck, there was already one with your name on it placed on the top of his delivery.” “That’s odd. Well, do you mind if you do that favor for me again?” Regina was afraid to voice out she had a stalker, because the flowers only started arriving after she broke up with Owen. Telling anybody someone was stalking her would be the end of her freedom. Her parents or her siblings would come and whisk her away immediately and keep her under their watchful eye. “Yes, Miss Regina. I know what to do.” Jeffrey gets rid of the flowers but does not throw them in the trash can for the building. He takes them home and disposes of them in the community compost bin because he suspects Regina has a stalker. It was not the first t
Regina woke up early that morning, excited about her surprise. Nobody knew she was baking a cake yet, and she wanted to surprise the family for Sunday lunch. Looking at the clock, she calculated there were at least four to five hours before she needed to leave, so she began cleaning. It had been a while since she’d been back, and she remembered the state of alarm when they left the place last time. Regina had bravely taken her stuff back from Owen’s place a few days after their breakup and had luggage in the other guest rooms waiting to be emptied. She still had Mrs. Carlyle’s suitcase, so she started with that. She dumped every dress on the floor and began feeling sad. ‘I know it’s only been a week since the party, but I feel like it’s been forever. Oh Owen, where are you? I hope you can forgive me.’ Before sorrow took over her whole day, she tackled every clothing and accessory as if she went on a shopping spree and it was time to put away her purchases. She re-arranged her clos
“I’m sorry, Jason. I’m not in a position to decide anything right now. I still haven’t thanked you for that whole mess last weekend.” “It’s okay, just know that I am here. I will do anything for you. Just say the words.” It was an awkward few seconds while Regina tried to decide if she should stay. She already measured everything and did not want the food to go to waste. As Jason said, they were high-quality ingredients, and he was doing her a favor, so it was her duty to continue baking. Several minutes later, after learning how to grease the pan, cream the butter, and fold the flour mixture into the wet batter, she confidently set the alarm for her first-ever chocolate chiffon cake. “Thank you for being patient with me. I feel like such a kid not learning these things earlier.” “Well, your job is not done as a chef. It’s time to clean the kitchen.” “What? Do you mean I need to clean the kitchen?” “You need to wash all the utensils, bowls, and mixers you used. You will need som
As Regina closed her eyes, she wondered why her heart couldn’t have chosen Jason over Owen when Jason expressed his intent way before Owen even acknowledged how he felt. Jason had that easygoing manner that made everyone around him comfortable. He opened the doors, pulled out her chair at the restaurant, gave her flowers, and made her laugh. He was the ideal man for any woman. Jason also had the qualities she looked for in a man. He had a thriving business. He was responsible, and even though she knew nothing about his family, he seemed like he came from a happy household. So Regina questioned why was she so hell-bent on being with Owen. Regina looked over at Jason while he drove and thought maybe it was time to give him a chance. If Owen did not want her, then why should she deny herself some happiness? Especially when it was presenting itself right in front of her in the form of a handsome man. People always said things happened for a reason, which made her think maybe she was