All Chapters of His Regret: Loved by My Ex's Uncle: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

NoahI stumbled back into the bedroom. My heart was heavy with the weight of what I had overheard. Throwing myself onto the bed, I felt the tears come slowly. I tried to convince myself that I should trust him. But doubts gnawed at me. What if he gave me the worst answer? What if everything was about to fall apart?I admitted, I was timid in love sometimes. I was not confident enough. Especially when it came to Raymond. Maybe it was because of the scars left by a bad marriage, or I was not as young anymore. I kept telling myself that there had to be a misunderstanding, that I just needed to calm down and ask him directly. Yes, I could face this.“Noah? Are you awake?” Raymond knocked on the door. “Wait a minute,” I called out, quickly sitting up and wiping away the tears. I couldn’t let him see how shaken I was. “Okay, come in, honey.”Raymond walked into the room. “Are you okay? Your eyes…”“Oh, my eyes are just a little dry,” I said, rubbing them to make my words more convincing.“L

NoahNone of us realized that the killer wasn’t dead. The shot rang out before anyone could react. Owen had thrown himself in front of me, and now he lay in my arms, bleeding. The world around me blurred. I couldn’t believe this was happening.“Owen, stay with me, please,” I whispered, my voice trembling with fear. Tears streamed down my face as I held him. How could this be happening? Just moments ago, we had been fighting for our lives. Now, Owen, who had protected me, was dying. The realization that he might not survive sent a wave of despair crashing over me.He started moving slightly. I turned my gaze towards his face, trying to make out his features. But all I could see was a very faint contour of his head. “Noah… I’m so sorry,” he gasped, his voice weak. “I regret everything… the way I treated you… I was so wrong.”“Don’t talk like that,” I pleaded, trying to keep my voice steady, but the panic was overwhelming. “You’re going to be fine. You have to be fine. Just stay with me,

NoahA sudden scream pierced the air, “Help! Somebody, help!”My heart jumped into my throat as I turned towards the noise. A crowd had formed. I could hear people shouting, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Raymond’s grip on my hand tightened. His protective instincts flared up instantly. “Stay here, Noah,” he ordered, already moving towards the commotion.But I couldn’t stay put. Something inside me stirred. A deep instinct told me I needed to see what was happening. I followed him. My steps quickened as the chaos grew louder.When we reached the crowd, my blood ran cold. Bob—my father—was in the center of it all, wild-eyed and frantic. He was lashing out. He swung his arms at anyone coming near. His clothes were dirty and disheveled, his face pale and drawn, like he hadn’t slept in days. The stench of alcohol and sweat clung to him. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with a crazed desperation.“Get away from me!” he screamed, his voice slurred and manic. “You think you ca

NoahEveryone was shocked and paralyzed by the horrifying turn of events. The air was thick with disbelief. For a moment, it seemed like time itself had stopped. I watched in horror as Raymond stumbled backward, teetering on the edge of the cliff. I could feel a scream rising in my throat. But the sound caught, strangled by the terror that gripped me."Raymond! No!" I finally screamed, my voice raw with panic. I lunged forward, my hand outstretched, desperate to reach him. My fingers brushed against the smooth fabric of his sleeve. But it was too late. I didn't even have the chance to grab hold of him before he disappeared over the edge.The last thing I saw were the hazel eyes of the man I loved. Their warmth flickered like a dying ember. Those eyes, once so full of life and love, were clouded with a sorrowful acceptance. As if he knew his fate. They held mine in a silent plea. A final, desperate connection that would haunt me forever.A heart-wrenching cry tore from my chest as I wa

NoahThe moment Malcolm’s call ended, a chilling silence filled the room. My heart pounded in my chest. The sound of an incoming SMS startled us.I stared at Cassandra’s phone as she opened the message. On the screen was the address to an underground casino—the place where Malcolm wanted to meet. The place where everything might finally come to an end.Cassandra’s face was filled with fury. Her green eyes blazed with a fierce determination. One that I hadn’t seen in her before. “I’m going there alone,” she declared. “This needs to end, once and for all. Now that Raymond is gone, Malcolm’s target is me. I can’t let you get involved any further, Noah.”​​Her words hit me like a slap to the face. The thought of losing someone else was unbearable. I had lost too much already. “Cassandra, no,” I whispered, barely able to get the words out. “You can’t do this alone. It’s too dangerous.”She turned to me. Her expression softened slightly. But the resolve in her eyes didn’t waver. “Noah, I ha