All Chapters of Who's the One Regretting Now?: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Edward slammed the door shut with a loud bang and turned back to the kitchen. The food he had brought back now looked like a joke. In a fit of anger, he threw everything into the trash.Then, he took out his phone and called Macie. The busy tone beeped for a long time, yet no one answered. Just as he was about to lose his temper again, he remembered that Macie's phone was broken.He didn't call again. His expression remained cold as he returned to his bedroom to shower and go to bed.Macie could go wherever she liked. It had nothing to do with her.…At 2:00 am, Edward woke up to an agonizing pain in his stomach. Irritated, he snapped, "Macie, where's the…"The door across from his was ajar—still in the same position as when he had slammed it shut earlier. Edward clenched his fists and went to find himself some antacid.The burgers from dinner had been too much for his sensitive stomach, so he hadn't eaten much. On top of that, he had drunk some alcohol, and now it was all catch

"Keep looking. I refuse to believe that she could just vanish into thin air!" Edward gritted out.Nathan had really tried everything. He had even called Macie multiple times, but she wouldn't answer.Just as he was about to lose all hope, he called one last time—and this time, Macie picked up."Mrs. Fowler! Where are you?" Nathan asked excitedly."What do you need from me?" Macie returned his question with her own, her tone indifferent."Mr. Fowler—" Nathan blurted out but stopped himself just in time. He quickly came up with an excuse. "Mr. Fowler asked me for a document, but I couldn't find it, so I wanted to check with you. But you weren't around, and we need the document urgently…"Macie was exasperated. Edward had lost something and couldn't find it, yet he was now making his assistant ask her."Tell him to look for it himself," Macie said coldly."Mrs. Fowler, Mr. Fowler has been in meetings all day long. He's busy," Nathan said. He was clever. He made his voice sound urg

"You were the one who was about to stab her with a kitchen knife! I saw it with my own eyes!" Edward argued."Oh? Then did she actually get hurt?" Macie shot back.Edward was instantly at a loss for words.Sharon's so-called "injury" wasn't even as bad as a scratch from a fingernail. She didn't even need a band-aid."You say I'm making things up, but it seems to me that you're the real expert at twisting the truth." Macie sneered when he remained silent. "And as for your question about whether I went home last night… What's the matter? Were you so eager for me to catch you in bed with that woman?"You sure are self-righteous for someone who's cheating while still married."Edward's back stiffened instantly at those words. He then retorted forcefully, "I didn't!""Oh? Then what left that hickey on your neck?" Macie mocked.Edward's hand flew to his neck. He then quickly pulled out his phone to check his reflection. Lifting his collar, he saw a hickey on the side of his neck."L

Edward was in a much better mood. He even crossed his legs leisurely while sipping his coffee in the office.At exactly 5:30 pm, he got up, grabbed his coat, and clocked out to have dinner with Sharon.As soon as he started the car, his phone rang. He took it out, glanced at the screen, and then laughed coldly before hanging up and putting it back in his pocket."Weren't you cursing me out just this afternoon? I called 100 times, and you ignored me. Now that you need something, you're calling me?" Edward sneered, stepping on the gas and driving off.He could already guess why Macie was calling. He figured that it was probably about money for her hospital stay. After all, where else would she get the money when she hadn't worked in the past two years?Thinking about all the times he'd put up with her and all the kindness that went unappreciated, he gripped the steering wheel tighter. Just the night before, she had splashed water on him and gone crazy, hitting him with a toilet brus

Nathan had brought everything Macie needed to the hospital. He respectfully placed them on the bedside table."Thank you, and sorry to trouble you with the trip. I've transferred the taxi fare to you. Please accept it," Macie said, smiling."You're too kind, Mrs. Fowler. It's my duty to run errands for you. Besides, I owe you an apology. I should have told you in advance that Mr. Fowler was coming to see you," Nathan uttered apologetically."You were taking orders from him, so you wouldn't have dared to tell me anything. I completely understand." Macie's expression cooled the moment Edward was mentioned.Nathan wanted to explain himself. He could have informed her beforehand, as it wouldn't have been a big deal, but he had chosen not to."Thank you again. You should head back. You're still on the clock," Macie urged."Mrs. Fowler, Mr. Fowler—""I don't want to hear any explanations on his behalf." Macie cut him off directly."You can go now."Nathan fell silent before he turne