All Chapters of Ex-Lover's Regret: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Chris’ POVI was actually getting lazy about attending meetings with other business leaders. At this stage, I could say that I almost knew everyone who would be attending the event. The event was meant to bring together company pioneers and heirs from other cities and countries to get to know each other.I had attended before, but in the end, as I said before, I just heard all kinds of nonsense that I didn't want to listen to a second time. I was bored.It would have been nice if this meeting had been official and discussed essential and valuable things. Still, this event, which is said to be a cross-country gathering of business people, is more like a socialite event that is more about showing off the glitz and flaunting the wealth of each person who attends.A frivolous event like this should not have been held for so long. I would have preferred it if my time had been spent working or making deals with other, more profitable companies, but in the end, it wouldn't have worked out

Nicole's POVI was facing Matthew at my house. We were having a private lunch, just the two of us, in a room specially prepared by the servants. He opened the conversation first."I'm glad to see you again, Nicole."He began to tell me about the days he did not see me. He missed me so much, wishing we could talk as usual, do activities together, or meet at the office or home when we had free time.I could see the somber look on his face when he talked about how we hadn't been able to do any of that the past few days. He looked both distressed and pitiable when he looked at me again, like a puppy lacking attention from its owner since I was the one who said not to see him for a while.I looked at her flatly, not understanding why she could say such a thing yet do the opposite by coming to my house repeatedly, even before this meeting between us happened."You already know what I'm saying, but you're not listening to me, Matthew." I held back my words so as not to seem too accusatory. "

Nicole's POV"Let go of me, Matthew."The man didn't say anything for a while, just held my hand tightly as if he didn't want to let go, but his words before this still hurt me.I could feel his hand reaching my chin, pulling my face gently so that I would look up at him, but I lowered my head so that I could avoid his gaze."Nicole...."I kept my head down, watching my teardrops finally fall, but eventually raised my gaze to look at the man watching me with a sad expression. Maybe he felt guilty, and I didn't say anything because he had already hurt me with his words.Matthew wiped my wet cheeks, looked at me with increasingly apparent guilt and finally spoke to me. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for talking to you like that, Nicole."I could see the look in his eyes and felt his other hand reaching out to take my hand and bring it together. I still didn't know what he was trying to achieve by saying something that hurt me. I wasn't sure if he was feeling insecure about Chris or just wanted t

Nicole's POV"Oh, I didn't expect something like this to be here," I said, adjusting my mask.My fiancé nodded. "Yes, it's quite fascinating, isn’t it?"We were now at a festival filled with people, all wearing masks of various shapes that covered parts or all of their faces. It felt like a masquerade party, but the difference was that our outfits were more casual, reflecting individual styles.“This is fun. This way, no one will recognize us here,” I smiled, looking at him as he glanced back at me. "We can move around more freely… Did you plan all of this before we came for the vacation?"He shook his head. "No, I just happened to remember about the festival when we were on our way. It’s a nice place, right? Especially with our house not far from here."I nodded. At first, I thought we’d spend our vacation mostly in his spacious holiday house or occasionally playing by the water and sand at the beach, just like a busy couple finally getting a rare chance to relax. But something else

Nicole's POV“Mom!” Richard greeted me enthusiastically as soon as I returned from vacation. He seemed so excited that he ran over to me. We hugged for a moment before walking hand in hand toward the house. I glanced at him, my cheerful little boy smiling back at me. “I brought you some souvenirs, Richard,” I said, showing him my shopping bags. “Wow, what’s in here, Mom?” he asked, taking the bag and looking up at me. I smiled, gently brushing his hair. “You can open it later.” “I got you a souvenir too, Richard,” Matthew said, stepping out behind me. Richard turned toward him, seemingly just now noticing the man in glasses who had been with us the whole time. He smiled and accepted the shopping bag my fiancé handed him. “Thanks, Uncle. I like getting lots of gifts,” he said, looking at us both briefly before letting go of my hand and walking ahead. I glanced at Matthew, who looked slightly disappointed by my son’s reaction but then turned to me. I smiled to reassure h