All Chapters of Divorcing The Wrong Man: Her Regret: Chapter 21
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Chapter 21: Lines Drawn
Fabio’s face hardened, the playful smirk he had wiped away, replaced with something far dingier. The room seemed to crumble under the weight of his stare. His voice, low but cutting, echoed through the hall. “So.. this is the stance of the Cross family?”The murmurs stilled. Relatives shifted uneasily, glancing at one another, waiting for someone else to answer, someone besides John. Before John could speak, Sasha rushed forward, her earrings swinging, her voice sharp and desperate. “Of course not, my dear! I would never agree to let this trash marry my daughter!” Her hand gestured at Adrian as if he were a stain on the marble floor, her voice rising to cover her fear of Fabio’s wrath.Fabio’s lip curled into a sneer. He enjoyed her flattery but let the silence stretch, savoring the moment. His eyes flicked from Sasha to Adrian, resting there with undisguised contempt. “Trash,” he echoed, as though testing how the word felt in his mouth.Before he could drive it deeper, John Cross’s
Chapter 22: Eva
The cool night air felt like a reprieve as Helen tugged Adrian’s hand, eager to put distance between themselves and the suffocating weight of the Cross estate. Her heels clicked quickly on the pavement, her pace brisk but her smile bright, almost girlsh. Every now and then she glanced up at him with a spark in her eye, as if daring him to keep up.“Come on, Adrian. I want you to meet some of my friends.”Her enthusiasm was so unguarded that it softened something in Adrian’s chest. For days, his thoughts had been heavy—Vanessa’s betrayal, the Cross family politics, Fabio’s looming shadow. But here, with Helen pulling him along like a teenager sneaking out past curfew, the sharp edges dulled. The bitterness eased just enough for him to remember what simple joy felt like. Like back in high school days.For once, he let himself follow.They walked several blocks until the manicured streets gave way to a livelier neighborhood. Neon signs flickered above storefronts, cafes spilled over wit
Chapter 23: Valid Fear
Helen froze for a heartbeat, her grip on Adrian tightening.Helen mustered a smile for Adrian, but when Eva caught her eye, there was an unspoken understanding. Eva tugged gently at Helen’s wrist, pulling her a few steps away toward a darker corner of the club where the roar of the crowd dulled. Adrian stayed back, scanning the ring, unaware of the whispered storm brewing between the two women. He just felt they needed to discuss something private and stayed behind. Eva’s playful spark dimmed, her tone dropping low. “Helen… you know what you’re doing, right? That name—Fabio Romano—it isn’t just gossip. He’s dangerous. Everyone here knows it. He’s been fighting in this place for years, like it’s a sport. And he doesn’t fight clean.” She glanced at the cage where two men were trading blows, her face tightening.“Blah blah blah.. I know of all that. What are you trying to say?” Helen asked.“You left him? Broke up with him?” Eva added.Helen’s throat went dry. She tucked a strand of ha
Chapter 24: Fight Me
The fight club throbbed with noise and heat. A crowd surrounded the cage at the center, men bellowing bets, fists colliding, the air thick with sweat and spilled beer. Helen tried to lose herself in the chaos, but her mind kept circling back to Eva’s warning. Fabio’s name carried weight, and even here in the haze of neon and blood, she could feel its shadow.Eva leaned close, her voice pitched low beneath the roar. “Keep your head down, Helen. If Fabio catches wind you’re here with him,” her eyes flicked toward Adrian, “...this could get ugly fast.”Helen’s heart stuttered, but she forced a steady smile. “It’s fine. We’re just here for a drink, nothing more.” Her words were bold, but her grip on Adrian’s sleeve betrayed her nerves.Adrian didn’t flinch. He moved with quiet ease, steering them toward a booth at the edge of the room. His calmness was like a shield, his presence grounding. When Helen’s hand brushed against his, he covered it gently, the simple gesture enough to steady h
Chapter 25: "Fight, Fight, Fight...!"
Fabio spread his arms wide, his posture theatrical and his grin sharp enough to slice through the thick smoke of the underground club. He looked less like a man and more like a villain on stage, feeding off the crowd’s attention. “Fight me. Win,” he declared, voice booming over the pounding bass of rap music, “and you can walk away with them. Lose…” His grin widened, cruel and demonic, his teeth flashing white under the harsh lights. “Lose, and you crawl out on your hands and knees like a monkey. Or maybe…” his eyes flicked toward Helen, glinting darkly, “you don’t leave at all.”Gasps rippled through the spectators. A few men whistled, others howled, and some banged their fists on the sticky tables, drunk on the spectacle of blood. The fight club thrived on scenes like this —danger, humiliation, and the kind of violence that seeped into the bones of everyone watching. It was the real deal, not some Call Of Duty game. This was the real Battle Royale.Eva swore under her breath, pr
Chapter 26: Fabio, Fabio, Fabio
Boots stomped, tables rattled, the floor vibrating with their lust for violence. The chant drowned out reason, drowned out fear, until it felt inevitable. There would be a fight tonight.Helen’s heart lurched. She stepped in front of Adrian, her body trembling but her arms outstretched as if she could shield him from this madness. “Adrian, no! I won’t let you!” Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes, blurring her vision.But Adrian only laid a hand on her shoulder, gently moving her aside. His touch was steady, his expression calm. His eyes, locked on Fabio, were cold and unflinching. “If that’s what it takes.” His voice wasn’t loud, but it cut through the noise. He had made his decision.He was going to fight.The room erupted. The fight club came alive with a feral energy, the kind that made men slam down more money, women scream with delight, and even the walls seem to shudder. Somewhere in the back, a bookie scribbled down odds, already taking bets on how long Adrian would last
Chapter 27: The Fight That Shook The Club
Helen and Eva screamed. The crowd leaned forward, certain it was over. Just one kick from Fabio was enough to send Adrian to an early grave. Adrian was done for! But Adrian West moved. Not frantically, not desperately —he simply swayed aside, his body flowing like water. And so Fabio’s kick sliced through empty air. His foot slammed against the mat with a dull thud, throwing him off balance. Shock flashed in his eyes. ‘This is impossible,’ he said to himself.The crowd fell silent. A ripple of disbelief spread as they registered what had just happened. No one dodged Fabio like that. No one. Adrian didn’t just dodge the kick, he did it so easily and flawlessly like he had pre-calculated his opponent’s move. They couldn’t phantom what was exactly going on.“You—” Fabio growled, but his words were drowned out by the crowd’s roar. Some cheered for Adrian’s impossible dodge, others shouted louder for blood. The underground arena vibrated with stomps and chants, every gambler screaming
Chapter 28: Los Toros
The night air outside the underground fight club was cold, the adrenaline still running high in Helen’s veins as she clung to Adrian’s arm. Eva walked alongside them, her heels clicking against the cracked pavement, stealing glances at Adrian as though she were seeing him for the first time.“Adrian,” Eva finally said, her voice softer than her usual playful tone. “I’ve been coming to this club for years. I’ve seen men bigger, stronger, more brutal than Fabio get destroyed in this ring. But you… the way you moved… fuck! I’m pretty sure you used voodoo or something. That wasn’t just strength. It was… something else. Who are you really?”Helen glanced up at Adrian, her own curiosity burning, though her heart was still tangled with worry. She had screamed, begged, even tried to stop him. And yet, he had walked into the storm without hesitation, standing tall where any other man would have cowered. The image of him catching that chain mid-swing and felling Fabio’s men like dominoes was s
Chapter 29: Despicable Dog
The ride back to the Cross estate felt longer than any of them expected. Helen’s hands twisted in her lap, her knuckles white, while Eva sat rigid in the backseat, murmuring quiet encouragement. Adrian drove with steady hands, though his jaw was set tight. His mind raced. John Cross—the pillar of the family, the man whose loyalty to Adrian was unmatched was unconscious. If he fell, the vultures inside the Cross family would tear everything apart. As the gates to the Cross villa swung open, the weight of expectation and hostility rolled toward them like a wave. Dozens of cars were already parked outside, relatives and associates gathering like flies around honey. “Helen, your grandfather will be alright, okay?” Adrian reassured Helen before they exited the car. “Just trust me on this one too.” The moment Adrian stepped out with Helen, whispers spread like fire.“Why is he here?”“That outsider again?”“God, look at him, some nobody with no reputation feeling like he’s shit.”“It’s
Chapter 30: Ridicule Upon Ridicule
The grand hall of the Cross estate seemed to grow colder after Adrian’s words fell into the air.“Of course, I’m here to treat John.”For a heartbeat, silence reigned. Then, as though someone had burst a balloon, laughter erupted. Not the warm laughter of amusement, but sharp, cutting, scornful laughter that bounced off the marble walls and glittering chandeliers.Several uncles clutched their bellies, mocking him openly. A few cousins covered their mouths, eyes gleaming with derision. Even the servants standing along the walls lowered their heads, hiding their expressions, afraid to be caught smiling at the sight of an outsider making such a bold claim.Helen’s cheeks burned. She leaned toward Adrian, her voice barely above a whisper. “Adrian come on… this isn’t the time to make jokes.” And she meant it. Sure, he might be a fighter and was good with his fists, but this was a whole other different field.But Adrian didn’t so much as glance at her. His eyes stayed on Ethan and the elde