All Chapters of The Greatest Regret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Madam, the young master is back."I rushed downstairs, my heart pounding wildly.In the living room, little Yael Gardner sat blankly on the sofa, his eyes empty and lifeless. He had lost weight, and his face was as pale as a sheet. His once lively, bright eyes were now dull and dim."Yael!" I ran over and hugged him tightly, tears streaming down my face.Yael stiffly let me hold him, showing no reaction at all.I cupped his little face, my heart aching as if it were being torn apart. "Baby, Mommy's here. Don't be afraid."However, Yael just stared at me blankly as if he didn’t recognize me.Fighting back tears, I carefully examined his body. Other than some bruises on his wrists and ankles, there were no obvious injuries. I gently stroked his hair. "I’m sorry, it’s Mommy’s fault for not protecting you."Yael remained silent like a delicate porcelain doll.My heart was burning with anxiety. I turned to Watson and ordered, "Quick, get the car ready. We're going to the hospital!

I sold all my jewelry at the speed of light and at the lowest price, finally scraping together enough for the ransom.Thankfully, Yael returned unharmed. If anything had happened to him, I would never have forgiven myself.At the hospital, the doctors conducted a thorough examination of Yael. The results showed that, aside from mild dehydration, he was physically unharmed. However, the psychologist believed that the kidnapping had caused severe psychological trauma, resulting in selective mutism."What the child needs most right now is a sense of security and love," the psychologist said gently. "You should spend more time with him, create a warm and comfortable environment, and consider regular therapy sessions for psychological support."I held Yael’s small hand tightly and nodded firmly. "I understand. Thank you, Doctor."When I stepped out of the hospital, I saw Silas’s car parked at the entrance. He was leaning against the car door, watching us with an expressionless face.I

During dinner, I carefully fed Yael. While he still didn’t speak, he obediently opened his mouth for each bite. I patiently fed him, spoon by spoon, my heart aching with a mix of sorrow and tenderness.Across the table, Silas sat watching coldly.He suddenly spoke, "Look at you, treating him like a three-year-old. He’s already five. Can’t he feed himself?"Ignoring his ridicule, I focused on taking care of Yael.Yael seemed to sense his father’s disapproval and trembled slightly. I gently patted his back and comforted him softly, "It’s okay, Yael. Take your time, Mommy is here with you."Just then, the doorbell rang.In confusion, I glanced at Silas, but he remained indifferent. "It’s probably Lily. I invited her and Yuna over to visit."My heart sank, but I suppressed my discomfort and got up to answer the door.As expected, Lily and her daughter Yuna stood outside.Lily beamed as she entered. "Silas, we’re here!" When she turned and saw me, her smile dimmed slightly. "Oh, Le

Before marrying Silas, I owned a small apartment of my own. It wasn’t large at just over 80 square meters, but it was enough for Yael and me to live comfortably.After tidying up the space a bit, I gently coaxed Yael to sleep.I had assumed Silas would act swiftly, and that the divorce papers would be in my hands in no time. However, over half a month passed without a word from him.Then, one day, Silas unexpectedly showed up at my door. Yael and I had just returned from the hospital when I saw him standing there, an abrupt and unwelcome figure.Although Yael’s therapy sessions hadn’t fully restored his previous cheerfulness, he was now able to chat and laugh with me, even if his speech still carried a slight stutter at times.The moment we recognized Silas, both of our smiles disappeared.Leaning against the doorframe, Silas fixed his gaze on Yael. “Yael, aren’t you going to say hello to Daddy?”Lowering his head, Yael timidly murmured, “Hello, Daddy.”It was Silas’s first tim

After that phone call, Silas began appearing at my doorstep more frequently. Sometimes, he’d bring tickets to the amusement park, trying to pique Yael’s interest.“Yael, would you like to go?” he’d ask with a hopeful tone.Each time, Yael treated him like air, not even sparing him a glance as he walked away.Other times, early in the morning, when I was taking Yael to school, Silas would be waiting downstairs. “Let me take Yael to school,” he’d offer.Yael never acknowledged him and would only politely but distantly reply, “No thanks, Daddy. Mommy will take me.”A flicker of awkwardness would cross Silas’s face before he stepped aside.One day, however, I had to attend a friend’s wedding in another city and couldn’t make it back in time to pick up Yael from school. Reluctantly, I asked Silas to pick him up.When I rushed back later that evening, I headed straight to Silas’s office but didn’t see Yael.“Where’s Yael?” I asked anxiously.Silas calmly put away his documents. “I h