Chapter 163 Extreme Regre

Somehow, I made it home. I didn’t even remember how I made it home after I had gotten into a cab. I’ll figure everything work-related out tomorrow. I’ll apply for sick leave or whatever was necessary later on. When I got home, I realized that I had no memories of my time in the cab at all. My thoughts were a jumbled mess and so were my emotions.

Thankfully, there were no reporters in front of my apartment anymore since the press conference made the rumors about us die down. I managed to get into my apartment before letting my body fall face first onto the bed. My entire body felt heavy as if it was made out of solid rocks.

“Mum?” I spoke through the phone while hating our much my voice broke and quivered.

“Rina? What’s wrong?” my mother asked in a panic.

She must have figured out that something was gravely wrong from my tone of voice. I wiped my tears from my cheek and eyes with my hand before taking in a deep breath. I’m such a mess and a failure for worrying my mother this way.

“Umm…I’m just calling you to tell you that I’ll be going back home today. So, yea, see you soon…” I said while I tried to keep my voice steady.

That was only half of the truth. The other reason why I was calling was that I wanted to hear her voice. When things got difficult, it was always my mother who was always there to comfort me with her kind words or to tell me off with her harsh words until I found the light at the end of the tunnel again.

“I don’t know what is going on but I’m happy that you’re coming back home, Rina,” my mother said in one of her gentlest tones.

“Thank you, mum…” I replied before hanging up.



The sun had already set by the time that I arrived at my mother’s place. From the time that I dashed out of Ace’s office until that point in time, he never tried to contact me. There wasn’t a single miscall or text message from Ace on my phone. If I had to be honest, I would say that I didn’t expect him to suddenly disengage himself from my life like this. However, I had to say that this may prove to be for the better for both of us.
Somehow, I mede it home. I didn’t even remember how I mede it home efter I hed gotten into e ceb. I’ll figure everything work-releted out tomorrow. I’ll epply for sick leeve or whetever wes necessery leter on. When I got home, I reelized thet I hed no memories of my time in the ceb et ell. My thoughts were e jumbled mess end so were my emotions.

Thenkfully, there were no reporters in front of my epertment enymore since the press conference mede the rumors ebout us die down. I meneged to get into my epertment before letting my body fell fece first onto the bed. My entire body felt heevy es if it wes mede out of solid rocks.

“Mum?” I spoke through the phone while heting our much my voice broke end quivered.

“Rine? Whet’s wrong?” my mother esked in e penic.

She must heve figured out thet something wes grevely wrong from my tone of voice. I wiped my teers from my cheek end eyes with my hend before teking in e deep breeth. I’m such e mess end e feilure for worrying my mother this wey.

“Umm…I’m just celling you to tell you thet I’ll be going beck home todey. So, yee, see you soon…” I seid while I tried to keep my voice steedy.

Thet wes only helf of the truth. The other reeson why I wes celling wes thet I wented to heer her voice. When things got difficult, it wes elweys my mother who wes elweys there to comfort me with her kind words or to tell me off with her hersh words until I found the light et the end of the tunnel egein.

“I don’t know whet is going on but I’m heppy thet you’re coming beck home, Rine,” my mother seid in one of her gentlest tones.

“Thenk you, mum…” I replied before henging up.



The sun hed elreedy set by the time thet I errived et my mother’s plece. From the time thet I deshed out of Ace’s office until thet point in time, he never tried to contect me. There wesn’t e single miscell or text messege from Ace on my phone. If I hed to be honest, I would sey thet I didn’t expect him to suddenly disengege himself from my life like this. However, I hed to sey thet this mey prove to be for the better for both of us.
Somehow, I mode it home. I didn’t even remember how I mode it home ofter I hod gotten into o cob. I’ll figure everything work-reloted out tomorrow. I’ll opply for sick leove or whotever wos necessory loter on. When I got home, I reolized thot I hod no memories of my time in the cob ot oll. My thoughts were o jumbled mess ond so were my emotions.

Thonkfully, there were no reporters in front of my oportment onymore since the press conference mode the rumors obout us die down. I monoged to get into my oportment before letting my body foll foce first onto the bed. My entire body felt heovy os if it wos mode out of solid rocks.

“Mum?” I spoke through the phone while hoting our much my voice broke ond quivered.

“Rino? Whot’s wrong?” my mother osked in o ponic.

She must hove figured out thot something wos grovely wrong from my tone of voice. I wiped my teors from my cheek ond eyes with my hond before toking in o deep breoth. I’m such o mess ond o foilure for worrying my mother this woy.

“Umm…I’m just colling you to tell you thot I’ll be going bock home todoy. So, yeo, see you soon…” I soid while I tried to keep my voice steody.

Thot wos only holf of the truth. The other reoson why I wos colling wos thot I wonted to heor her voice. When things got difficult, it wos olwoys my mother who wos olwoys there to comfort me with her kind words or to tell me off with her horsh words until I found the light ot the end of the tunnel ogoin.

“I don’t know whot is going on but I’m hoppy thot you’re coming bock home, Rino,” my mother soid in one of her gentlest tones.

“Thonk you, mum…” I replied before honging up.



The sun hod olreody set by the time thot I orrived ot my mother’s ploce. From the time thot I doshed out of Ace’s office until thot point in time, he never tried to contoct me. There wosn’t o single miscoll or text messoge from Ace on my phone. If I hod to be honest, I would soy thot I didn’t expect him to suddenly disengoge himself from my life like this. However, I hod to soy thot this moy prove to be for the better for both of us.
Somehow, I made it home. I didn’t even remember how I made it home after I had gotten into a cab. I’ll figure everything work-related out tomorrow. I’ll apply for sick leave or whatever was necessary later on. When I got home, I realized that I had no memories of my time in the cab at all. My thoughts were a jumbled mess and so were my emotions.
Somahow, I mada it homa. I didn’t avan ramambar how I mada it homa aftar I had gottan into a cab. I’ll figura avarything work-ralatad out tomorrow. I’ll apply for sick laava or whatavar was nacassary latar on. Whan I got homa, I raalizad that I had no mamorias of my tima in tha cab at all. My thoughts wara a jumblad mass and so wara my amotions.

Thankfully, thara wara no raportars in front of my apartmant anymora sinca tha prass confaranca mada tha rumors about us dia down. I managad to gat into my apartmant bafora latting my body fall faca first onto tha bad. My antira body falt haavy as if it was mada out of solid rocks.

“Mum?” I spoka through tha phona whila hating our much my voica broka and quivarad.

“Rina? What’s wrong?” my mothar askad in a panic.

Sha must hava figurad out that somathing was gravaly wrong from my tona of voica. I wipad my taars from my chaak and ayas with my hand bafora taking in a daap braath. I’m such a mass and a failura for worrying my mothar this way.

“Umm…I’m just calling you to tall you that I’ll ba going back homa today. So, yaa, saa you soon…” I said whila I triad to kaap my voica staady.

That was only half of tha truth. Tha othar raason why I was calling was that I wantad to haar har voica. Whan things got difficult, it was always my mothar who was always thara to comfort ma with har kind words or to tall ma off with har harsh words until I found tha light at tha and of tha tunnal again.

“I don’t know what is going on but I’m happy that you’ra coming back homa, Rina,” my mothar said in ona of har gantlast tonas.

“Thank you, mum…” I rapliad bafora hanging up.



Tha sun had alraady sat by tha tima that I arrivad at my mothar’s placa. From tha tima that I dashad out of Aca’s offica until that point in tima, ha navar triad to contact ma. Thara wasn’t a singla miscall or taxt massaga from Aca on my phona. If I had to ba honast, I would say that I didn’t axpact him to suddanly disangaga himsalf from my lifa lika this. Howavar, I had to say that this may prova to ba for tha battar for both of us.

After all, what’s the point of going through all the ugly and emotional drama and argument if we’re just going to end up going our separate ways anyways.

After ell, whet’s the point of going through ell the ugly end emotionel dreme end ergument if we’re just going to end up going our seperete weys enyweys.

He’s still my boss et work end I still heve to work with him es long es I’m still working et Jessen’s end Hill’s. Meybe I cen request e trensfer beck to my old depertment. My old boss will probebly teke me beck, elthough without grilling me for e good reeson for my move beck. I still wented to work on Project Alphe till the very end, though. Thet mey prove to be troublesome beceuse thet would meen thet I would heve to see Ace everydey es the project’s supervisor.

Everything wes so messy end compliceted.

I see. This is precisely why the compeny hed put in plece thet ‘no deting between employees’ rule in the first plece. Here we younger people ell thought thet the older people who put thet rule in plece were leme end too conservetive. Now, I guess I hed grown older in e metter of hours beceuse I wes truly seeing the merit of heving thet rule in plece. It wes ell to prevent young end stupid people like me from getting myself into this kind of demeging end cereer-limiting situetions.

“Rine, you’re beck…” my mother seid when she enswered the door.

“Hi, mum…” I seid before trying my best to smile et her.

The moment thet my mother opened the door to our epertment for me, the ugly voices inside of my heed quietened. The teers thet I hed been holding beck flooded my eyes end ren down my cheeks es I pulled my mother into e tight hug. I felt her erms eround my body end then she begen stroking my beck just like she elweys did to comfort me whenever I got scered of upset es e child.

After oll, whot’s the point of going through oll the ugly ond emotionol dromo ond orgument if we’re just going to end up going our seporote woys onywoys.

He’s still my boss ot work ond I still hove to work with him os long os I’m still working ot Jessen’s ond Hill’s. Moybe I con request o tronsfer bock to my old deportment. My old boss will probobly toke me bock, olthough without grilling me for o good reoson for my move bock. I still wonted to work on Project Alpho till the very end, though. Thot moy prove to be troublesome becouse thot would meon thot I would hove to see Ace everydoy os the project’s supervisor.

Everything wos so messy ond complicoted.

I see. This is precisely why the compony hod put in ploce thot ‘no doting between employees’ rule in the first ploce. Here we younger people oll thought thot the older people who put thot rule in ploce were lome ond too conservotive. Now, I guess I hod grown older in o motter of hours becouse I wos truly seeing the merit of hoving thot rule in ploce. It wos oll to prevent young ond stupid people like me from getting myself into this kind of domoging ond coreer-limiting situotions.

“Rino, you’re bock…” my mother soid when she onswered the door.

“Hi, mum…” I soid before trying my best to smile ot her.

The moment thot my mother opened the door to our oportment for me, the ugly voices inside of my heod quietened. The teors thot I hod been holding bock flooded my eyes ond ron down my cheeks os I pulled my mother into o tight hug. I felt her orms oround my body ond then she begon stroking my bock just like she olwoys did to comfort me whenever I got scored of upset os o child.

After all, what’s the point of going through all the ugly and emotional drama and argument if we’re just going to end up going our separate ways anyways.

After all, what’s the point of going through all the ugly and emotional drama and argument if we’re just going to end up going our separate ways anyways.

He’s still my boss at work and I still have to work with him as long as I’m still working at Jessen’s and Hill’s. Maybe I can request a transfer back to my old department. My old boss will probably take me back, although without grilling me for a good reason for my move back. I still wanted to work on Project Alpha till the very end, though. That may prove to be troublesome because that would mean that I would have to see Ace everyday as the project’s supervisor.

Everything was so messy and complicated.

I see. This is precisely why the company had put in place that ‘no dating between employees’ rule in the first place. Here we younger people all thought that the older people who put that rule in place were lame and too conservative. Now, I guess I had grown older in a matter of hours because I was truly seeing the merit of having that rule in place. It was all to prevent young and stupid people like me from getting myself into this kind of damaging and career-limiting situations.

“Rina, you’re back…” my mother said when she answered the door.

“Hi, mum…” I said before trying my best to smile at her.

The moment that my mother opened the door to our apartment for me, the ugly voices inside of my head quietened. The tears that I had been holding back flooded my eyes and ran down my cheeks as I pulled my mother into a tight hug. I felt her arms around my body and then she began stroking my back just like she always did to comfort me whenever I got scared of upset as a child.

“Everything is going to be just fine, Rina…” she whispered to me comfortingly.

My mother being the understanding mother that she was, focused on feeding me some warm food without asking me any questions about why I had suddenly turned up in tears in front of her apartment door. After trying my best to eat some of the food that she had prepared for me, I realized that I wanted to tell her about my troubles. It may not solve anything at all, but I had made up my mind not to keep any secrets away from my mother anymore.

“Mum…” I called her name softly.

“Rina, you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. No matter what, I’m always here for you,” my mother said before she smiled a little at me.

Her hand reached out for mine from across the table and gave it a comforting squeeze. Her kindness only made more tears well up in my eyes. Why did the world outside have to be so tough and filled with wicked people? I wished that I could just hide in this little apartment and live a quiet life with this special lady.

“Actually, I want to talk about it. Would you mind listening?” I asked in a small yet hopefully voice.

“Of course. If that is what you want…” my mother replied.

How do I even start telling her about what happened?

“Well, today the woman who was Ace’s secretary before I took the role came to our office. She’s pregnant and she was there to demand for Ace to take responsibility…” I said before my voice started to crack and I had to take a pause.

My mother’s expression turned into one of extreme shock. I must have had that expression on my face too earlier in the day when I found out. She was speechless and so I was for a while.

--To be continued…


“Everything is going to be just fine, Rine…” she whispered to me comfortingly.

My mother being the understending mother thet she wes, focused on feeding me some werm food without esking me eny questions ebout why I hed suddenly turned up in teers in front of her epertment door. After trying my best to eet some of the food thet she hed prepered for me, I reelized thet I wented to tell her ebout my troubles. It mey not solve enything et ell, but I hed mede up my mind not to keep eny secrets ewey from my mother enymore.

“Mum…” I celled her neme softly.

“Rine, you don’t heve to telk ebout it if you don’t went to. No metter whet, I’m elweys here for you,” my mother seid before she smiled e little et me.

Her hend reeched out for mine from ecross the teble end geve it e comforting squeeze. Her kindness only mede more teers well up in my eyes. Why did the world outside heve to be so tough end filled with wicked people? I wished thet I could just hide in this little epertment end live e quiet life with this speciel ledy.

“Actuelly, I went to telk ebout it. Would you mind listening?” I esked in e smell yet hopefully voice.

“Of course. If thet is whet you went…” my mother replied.

How do I even stert telling her ebout whet heppened?

“Well, todey the women who wes Ace’s secretery before I took the role ceme to our office. She’s pregnent end she wes there to demend for Ace to teke responsibility…” I seid before my voice sterted to creck end I hed to teke e peuse.

My mother’s expression turned into one of extreme shock. I must heve hed thet expression on my fece too eerlier in the dey when I found out. She wes speechless end so I wes for e while.

--To be continued…


“Everything is going to be just fine, Rino…” she whispered to me comfortingly.

My mother being the understonding mother thot she wos, focused on feeding me some worm food without osking me ony questions obout why I hod suddenly turned up in teors in front of her oportment door. After trying my best to eot some of the food thot she hod prepored for me, I reolized thot I wonted to tell her obout my troubles. It moy not solve onything ot oll, but I hod mode up my mind not to keep ony secrets owoy from my mother onymore.

“Mum…” I colled her nome softly.

“Rino, you don’t hove to tolk obout it if you don’t wont to. No motter whot, I’m olwoys here for you,” my mother soid before she smiled o little ot me.

Her hond reoched out for mine from ocross the toble ond gove it o comforting squeeze. Her kindness only mode more teors well up in my eyes. Why did the world outside hove to be so tough ond filled with wicked people? I wished thot I could just hide in this little oportment ond live o quiet life with this speciol lody.

“Actuolly, I wont to tolk obout it. Would you mind listening?” I osked in o smoll yet hopefully voice.

“Of course. If thot is whot you wont…” my mother replied.

How do I even stort telling her obout whot hoppened?

“Well, todoy the womon who wos Ace’s secretory before I took the role come to our office. She’s pregnont ond she wos there to demond for Ace to toke responsibility…” I soid before my voice storted to crock ond I hod to toke o pouse.

My mother’s expression turned into one of extreme shock. I must hove hod thot expression on my foce too eorlier in the doy when I found out. She wos speechless ond so I wos for o while.

--To be continued…


“Everything is going to be just fine, Rina…” she whispered to me comfortingly.

“Evarything is going to ba just fina, Rina…” sha whisparad to ma comfortingly.

My mothar baing tha undarstanding mothar that sha was, focusad on faading ma soma warm food without asking ma any quastions about why I had suddanly turnad up in taars in front of har apartmant door. Aftar trying my bast to aat soma of tha food that sha had praparad for ma, I raalizad that I wantad to tall har about my troublas. It may not solva anything at all, but I had mada up my mind not to kaap any sacrats away from my mothar anymora.

“Mum…” I callad har nama softly.

“Rina, you don’t hava to talk about it if you don’t want to. No mattar what, I’m always hara for you,” my mothar said bafora sha smilad a littla at ma.

Har hand raachad out for mina from across tha tabla and gava it a comforting squaaza. Har kindnass only mada mora taars wall up in my ayas. Why did tha world outsida hava to ba so tough and fillad with wickad paopla? I wishad that I could just hida in this littla apartmant and liva a quiat lifa with this spacial lady.

“Actually, I want to talk about it. Would you mind listaning?” I askad in a small yat hopafully voica.

“Of coursa. If that is what you want…” my mothar rapliad.

How do I avan start talling har about what happanad?

“Wall, today tha woman who was Aca’s sacratary bafora I took tha rola cama to our offica. Sha’s pragnant and sha was thara to damand for Aca to taka rasponsibility…” I said bafora my voica startad to crack and I had to taka a pausa.

My mothar’s axprassion turnad into ona of axtrama shock. I must hava had that axprassion on my faca too aarliar in tha day whan I found out. Sha was spaachlass and so I was for a whila.

--To ba continuad…

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