บททั้งหมดของ Her Revenge, His Regret : บทที่ 281 - บทที่ 290

Kate’s POV“Answer the damn question, Kate. Who the hell is Charles?” Mark asked again. His eyes had a dark spark to it that said clearly he wasn’t in the mood for jokes.“What are you saying?” I managed to say as it didn’t make sense that he knew about Charles.He tossed the phone to me and I struggled to catch it as it almost fell off my hand. I gulped with difficulty when I read through the message Charles sent. He used endearing words to address me that already put me in a position not so befitting. Why the hell is he sending me this sort of text after I already told him off? This Buffon is after my life.Clearing my throat, I looked up at him. “Mark, he is not anyone. As you can see the contact isn’t saved. He is just someone trying to get to me.”“That’s a lie.” He mumbled calmly. “Kate, that doesn’t sound like someone who is not close to you. He was clear with the message he sent. He sure knows what he wants from you and you know it too.”“Mark, come on. Why would you form anyt

Kate’s POV“I can’t believe you have to go now,” Mark whined as he pulled my bag out of the car.After our brawl over Charles a few days back, it didn’t take long for things to fall back into place. I decided to put my phone aside and enjoy the moment I had with him. Last night was fun as we had dinner with Marilyn and her man. Miguel joined us too. It was blissful and I would love to come back soon.Wrapping my arm around him, I kissed his lip, burying my head in his neck. “I know, baby. I will miss you the most. You do know you can always come to visit me anything. I will always be available to host you.”“That is so reassuring.” He grinned, rubbing his hand on my butt.I giggled, hitting his chest lightly. “Stop being so cheeky. I need to go now.”“Okay, baby. Do take care of yourself, mm.”“I will.”Our lips collided and we kissed for a few seconds. Each of us wishes we did not have responsibilities to deal with. I would have loved to stay back and enjoy being pampered. One last k

Mark’s POVA string of curses escaped my lips as I saw the state of the kitchen. It looked like a madhouse. Carl and his crazy uncultured bitches are really getting on my nerves. But it is a weekend and I am in the mood to do some chores, so I got to it. My wolf chuffed in mockery, but I didn’t bother to give him the attention he seeks.I woke up feeling boxed and I can’t explain the feeling. Which is why I decided to come downstairs. The intention was to go mow the grass, but seeing the kitchen state. I just know I have to do it first.“What is going on man?” Carl arrived about five minutes into the cleaning. He had the same girl Kate complained about hanging onto his arm. They seem to be quite intune seeing how long they have spent together.But it is no surprise why that is the case. They will both live in a pigsty and no one will complain.I cocked an eyebrow with my lips thinned. “What does it look like?” I retorted.He grinned guiltily. “I see you are doing the dishes. Thought t

Kate’s POV“This is an amazing report, Mr Lance. I am quite impressed at how much you have dedicated yourself to this project. Makes me relaxed because I know I can count on you.” I said to him.He blushed shyly. “I hope I always get to meet up to your expectations. If you didn’t give me another chance, I probably wouldn’t be here. So thank you for thinking me worthy enough.”I nodded with a smile. “You are an amazing person that should be paid attention to. I know it must have been a tough time for you having to deal with so much. But I am most glad that you didn’t up and leave.”“Still have you to thank for that.” He grinned.“You are welcome. So let me just approve this and then you let me know about the rest.” I said.Lance got the document back and left. Karen walked in afterward. I didn’t pay her much attention and just focused on the laptop screen.She dragged out a chair for attention and when she got none, she huffed. “How can you go quiet on us like that Kate? You really nee

Mark’s POV“How is he?” Marilyn asked after Carl was next to me. We were standing by the garden while Carl sketched from a distance.I didn’t know exactly how to answer the question. It’s been a rough couple of weeks for both of us. Two weeks felt like two months. Carl is really having a hard time pushing through his creative block. Even when I tell him the painting is coming out nicely. He doubts me and cancels it out right on the spot and we are back to square one. I have almost lost my temper many times, but I stayed patient. Reminding myself that I knew this would happen.“Is it that hard to answer?” She pressed on.“Sort of. He is driving me crazy. Went out yesterday, and partied in his usual way. Only to return with a cut on his hand. He got into a fight. He is acting like a child of mine.”Marilyn laughed at that. “I bet he is. Or he just enjoys you doting over him.”“I bet he does.”“I have something to tell you, Mark. Can we take a little walk?”“Sure.”There was a brief sile