Too Late, My Regretful Don Chapter 08

Too Late, My Regretful Don Chapter 08

Renato never dreamed that Rosa, so kind and 

gentle and loving on the surface, could be so 

venomous. 

Even worse, the woman he’d shared a bed 

with for five years had schemed to steal Giulia’s 

career, her love, her family… 

She was the one who killed the woman he 

loved most. 

His tears fell uncontrollably. 

He raised his hand and slapped himself hard. 

“I’m a piece of shit! How could I have been sol 

blind, so stupid to believe that bitch Rosa?” 

“I’m sorry, Giulia. I did this to you.” 

Renato bent down and kissed my lips, 

trembling. 

His voice was hoarse, thick with endless. 

regret and pain. 

“I didn’t know you were sick. I shouldn’t have 

let you leave alone that day.” 

“Giulia… please wake up. Please.” 

He knelt in front of that body for three days. 

and three nights. 

Cutting his wrists. Whipping himself. 

Electrocuting himself. 

Bit by bit, he felt the pain I’d once felt. Until he 

lost consciousness and was rushed to the 

hospital. 

When he woke up, Renato locked Rosa in the 

basement as she tried to run. 

He laughed coldly. “Rosa, after all the evil. 

you’ve done, aren’t you afraid of karma?” 

Knowing she’d been exposed, her eyes filled 

with venom. She screamed hysterically. “The one 

who deserves karma is that bitch Giulia!” 

“Renato, I was raised in the Valenti family. We 

grew up together. Even Viviana said I was the 

future Donna of the Valenti family.” 

“And then she came along. While I was 

studying abroad, she seduced you, married into the family, and got pregnant with your child!” 

“All I did was lock her up for a few years. Punish her. What did I do wrong?” 

Renato shook with rage. His bloodshot eyes 

blazed with fury. 

“You still won’t admit what you did?” 

“Then let’s see how you like being torn apart and tortured.” 

Crack! 

The whip landed on Rosa’s back, splitting her skin open. Blood and flesh flew. 

Her vision went black, but she still spewed 

venom. 

“I curse Giulia… I hope she dies a horrible. 

death!” 

The second lash. The third… until she’d lost 

count. 

Rosa’s throat swelled shut. She couldn’t get 

another word out, just made this horrible gasping 

sound. 

She collapsed in a pool of blood. 

Splash! 

A bucket of ice water woke her up. Renato had her fingernails ripped off one by one. Her screams were endless. 

She passed out several times. Each time, he poured ice water on her until she woke again. She wasn’t even allowed to die. 

Renato stood over her, his voice cold. “You’ll pay for what she went through. A thousand times 

worse.” 

Rosa was dragged away in despair. 

The door closed slowly, taking away the last. 

sliver of light. 

After that, every media outlet reported the 

truth about me and Rosa. My name was cleared. 

Justice came five years late. 

But when it arrived, there was no joy in it. Just 

a hollow ache in my chest. 

Renato bought me the best cemetery, the 

grandest tombstone, even a coffin that cost tens 

of millions. 

I sat beside my own grave, lost in thought. 

Footsteps approached from behind. “Donna.” 

The man’s voice was calm and reassuring. I 

turned. “Cristiano. I’m not the Donna anymore. Your 

don’t have to call me that.” 

Cristiano sat down next to me. 

“No. In my heart, you’re the only one who ever 

deserved to be the Donna of the Valenti family. You probably don’t remember this, but back when 

you were still in med school, I wasn’t the Valenti family’s advisor yet. I was just some street punk 

collecting protection money.” 

“Then I caught a bullet in the chest during at revenge hit. Nobody would help me. People walking by actually spat on me.” 

“But you saved me.” 

Cristiano looked at me, his eyes red. 

“You don’t owe me anything now. You saved 

me once too,” I said. 

Cristiano found a female corpse with a 

similar build to mine. Even more amazingly, the 

girl looked strikingly like me. 

She’d died of a heart condition. Cristiano 

staged the whole accident. 

Because he’d already gathered all the 

evidence of Rosa’s crimes. He knew that once his Don found out the truth, he’d never let go. 

And so, hidden in a corner, I watched my own 

funeral. 

Teachers, classmates, colleagues… even the patients I’d once treated. 

I said goodbye to them silently. Then I saw 

someone I never expected, 

My mother. 

In that moment, I froze. 

Her stooped, aged figure walked up to my 

grave and placed a bouquet of balloon flowers on 

1. it. 

Seeing those pure white flowers, my heart. 

ached. 

So after all these years. 

She still remembered my favorite flower. 

My mother’s eyes were red. She looked away, 

as if afraid to see my photo. 

After a long time, she choked out one 

sentence, 

“Back then…” 

“I should have believed you.” 

She touched my tombstone with trembling 

fingers, like she was carefully stroking my face. 

She wiped her hand across her other hand, 

tears streaming down. 

“I said a lot of angry things that day.” 

“I’m sorry… I have missed you so much.” 

Those words, “missed you“, I’d dreamed of 

them countless times in my darkest moments. After five whole years. 

lips. 

I finally heard them from my mother’s own. 

My eyes burned. 

I wanted to hug her. But in the end, I just 

watched her walk away. 

Until everyone was gone. 

I turned back and looked at Renato, still 

kneeling in front of my grave. 

The rain grew heavier, streaming down his 

face, soaking his black coat. 

But his back stayed straight. 

His eyes were red. In his hands, he held a 

bouquet of balloon flowers. 

I looked at his face. No sadness. No joy. 

This man, I’d loved him for so many years. But in the end, disappointment and hatred outweighed the love. 

I turned and walked away. From now on, I 

hoped we would never, ever see each other again. 

The sky grew darker. 

He knelt there in the cemetery full of white 

roses, alone, collapsing in the pouring rain.