All Chapters of His Greatest Regret : Chapter 71 - Chapter 77

"I think Romeo feels like he can truly breathe again thanks to you." Camilla said with a smile on her face.Cara felt her cheeks redden and she smiled softly."Okay. So that's what we are going to do. Now, let us share our duties. I will work on the decorations, what's left is cake, drinks, appetizers and presents. You all should decide on which one you feel capable of doing." Andrew said."I'll take the cake!" Camilla exclaimed excitedly. "The caterers in charge of our wedding makes the best of the best cakes. She is very talented and I think she will be able to make a good iron man cake."Do you think it should be a statue of him? I mean Iron man. I think that will look very cool and mature!""Sure, you're on cake. Just make sure it's perfect and more than one please." Andrew ordered."I'm on appetizers." Jastrow said. "Although the caterers should do that too but it's cool, I know someone anyway.""That girl you have been dying to hook up with?" Andrew asked. "I can't believe you a

Cara turned in her bed as she began to wake and landed in the strong arms of her beloved Romeo.She let out a soft gasp, hoping not to have startled him awake. But he was still sound asleep. Thankfully. She smiled.She stared at his godly face, wondering how long it must have taken to make a man as fine as that. She felt her cheeks flush red as memories of the past night resurfaced in her mind.She was so sure of it, she had never screamed like that before. Not with any man. Romeo was the first to ever make her wish her body could take more than it originally could. More than it was legal for any body to!'Damn! This man is everything and more!' She bit down on her lips as she thought to herself.Her eyes trailed from his face down to his bare chest and broad shoulders. It wasn't like she was comparing them with each other-- there was nothing to compare about-- but Chris wasn't half the man Romeo was.He wasn't on the same level with him, not in body and skill. Romeo had some impossib

Chris arched his brow at his woman. "What is that supposed to mean?"She turned back to look at him and her lips spread into an even wider and grimmer smile. “You had an audience at your own show, it's only right that I get one too.” She rose slowly and dramatically to her feet. “Of course, your father is much of an audience to me, loving, supportive, not to mention rich and handsome, oh Sarah doesn't know what she has. Or shall I call you mother in-law? Whichever you'd prefer.”Michael blushed generously. “You are too kind with your words.” He stood up straight and adjusted his buttoned up shirt. “I see you have taken your time to study me,” a somewhat irritated side glance was casted at his wife, “unfortunately, some people don't appreciate me enough.” Sarah scoffed. “Are you foolish or just plain dumb?” She frowned at her husband. “She has you wrapped around her finger, just the way she wants it!” “Oh dear no, mother in-law, you have got it all wrong.” Jessica faked politeness. “