His Regret Couldn't Bring Me Home

Synopsis

The hall was a dazzling display of gold and crystal, filled with the clinking of glasses and the hum of conversation. Edward idly swirled his wine glass, the deep red liquid catching the light as it moved. Beside him, Chloe Lynn, the rising starlet, gazed at him with a mix of admiration and shyness. His phone buzzed. He glanced down and saw a text from Isabelle. [Edward, let's get a divorce. The agreement is in your email. I don't want the car, the house, or any shares. I want the kids. I wish you and your new girlfriend a long and happy marriage.] Edward's lips curled into a mocking smile. 'Here we go again, same old manipulative game,' he thought. He turned off the screen and tossed his phone back into his pocket, as if it were another piece of junk mail.