All Chapters of Her Revenge, His Regret : Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Kate’s POV My secretary placed the large bouquet of flowers and gift box on the table and I couldn’t help but suck my teeth at it.  “Are you okay, ma’am?” She asked.  “Yeah, just go,” I said waving her off with my head bowed. Just as she turned to leave I called her back. “Please take the flowers and gift box.”  “Really?” She squealed in excitement.  

Kate’s POVI almost choked on the drink in my hand. It had me coughing for a few minutes, bawling my eyes out. That fucking bastard, Dame! How the hell did I miss his intention all along? Whenever he comes at me and throws words that seem apt with what is happening in my life at the moment, I get thrown off course. That puts me in an anxious state and I end up giving him the exact reaction he has been waiting for. How I didn’t get to figure that out earlier until my friends insisted I erase him off my mind, surprises me. I actually thought I was strong enough to withstand him and that nothing he does can surprise me. But I was wrong. He clearly knows how to push buttons. I have learned the hard way. Maintaining a calm demeanor even though it’s pretty hard is what I will indulge in from now on. I can’t have him disrupting my thoughts with his nonsense again and making me feel rage that shouldn’t even exist. My phone rang loudly, jolting me out of my thoughts. Seeing the caller, I cur

Kate’s POV Alice's eyes were judging me. Unintentionally, it made me shrink into the chair. Maybe I said too much, but she has become a support source for me and I find myself wanting to discuss everything with her. She and Marilyn are my wake-up call when I am about to make a fool of myself or I already did. The least they would do is rebuke me. Every other approach is done with love and thoughtfulness.  “You might get bashed today.” My wolf taunted me.  I groaned inwardly, trying to suppress my frustration. If she doesn’t say anything soon, I might really lose it. “You aren

Mark’s POVI howled into the night feeling refreshed. Running under a full moon can be quite relieving. I haven’t felt this much relaxed in a long while. It’s the exercise I needed after sitting down for so long painting. My wolf wouldn’t stop whining about how I needed to be up on my butt. I have a deadline imposed on me from the gallery showcasing my work. This is why I haven’t been working with them. They stress me out too much. But for some stupid reason best known to Carl, he had my work submitted to the gallery and they offered a ridiculous amount of money upfront to encourage me to showcase my work. It's just two paintings and I could have just done the usual work to show. But I wanted them to feel the impact of the work they spent so much on. However, my creative juice tank seemed to have run dry and that messed with me a bit. Couldn’t put a brush to paint for a whole week. With so much work to do at the office, I had no other choice but to just stay away to focus on my paint

Mark’s POV“Karen, you are frustrating me at this point. If you won’t take lessons from me, probably you should go to Marilyn or Kate then.” I complained at the laptop screen, rubbing at my aching forehead. Karen pouted, folding her arms. Her hair was practically screaming with the way the strands stood apart. With the constant running of hands through the hair, they are probably crying their eyes out. “You know asking those two will only make me look like an outright fool. They won’t be so patient with me.” I tsked, “I can understand them perfectly. Girl, I have been trying to paint and you keep bothering me with your questions. I have explained this thing to you like hundred times. What is wrong with your head? How bad can it be to get it at once.” “Now you are doing too much with your insults. I am just trying to get by. Creating amazing material designs is what I know how to do. I have no idea how the business aspect is handled. There is so much money coming in and at the same