The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 392

Chapter 301 His Words Are for Me

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Chapter 301: His Words Are for Me.

Ethan

The sound of a glass clinking against the crystal pulls me out of the small world I shared with Clara.

At first, I don’t think much of it; someone’s going to make a toast, it’s normal. But when I tum my head…

And I see him… My body freezes.

My father, standing there, a glass in his hand.

My first reaction is simple, disoriented. Is this… for real?

I blink once, as if I need to confirm that I’m not imagining this, because he doesn’t do this.

He doesn’t speak in public during private moments, he doesn’t speak unless necessary.

He doesn’t expose himself emotionally, not… with me.

I feel something inside me tense, and at the same time… open up.

As if I don’t know what to expect, as if a part of me… the child I once was… is watching. waiting.

My father clears his throat, and the room falls silent.

“Good evening.”

His voice is firm, as always, controlled. But… there’s something different, something I can’t quite put my finger on.

“I’ve prepared to give speeches my whole life…”

He begins.

“I’ve presented to thousands of businesspeople… at all kinds of events.”

I barely nod. That’s him… I know that. That’s the man I’ve always seen.

“I’ve raised my voice… I’ve made myself heard in different ways…”

He pauses, short and precise.

“But today…”

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His fingers adjust lightly on the glass.

“For the first time, I’ve realized something.”

I feel my chest tighten.

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“And it’s that with all the time I’ve been doing this… I’ve spoken to thousands of successful businesspeople… to powerful men…”

His gaze rises and then… then it finds me.

“But never…”

His voice drops slightly.

“To the most important person.”

I swallow, feeling that what he’s about to say will make my heart race.

“To my son.”

There… There, something breaks. Or opens, I don’t know. But I feel it.

Direct, without warning, like a clean blow.

My throat closes, and I can’t look away, I don’t want to. Because this… This has never happened.

Never.

“Ethan…”

He says my name, and it doesn’t sound the same. It doesn’t sound distant, it doesn’t sound

automatic. It sounds… personal.

“I love you.”

The world stops, literally. I don’t hear anything else, I don’t feel anything else. Just that.

Two words, two words I’d never heard from him. And yet… They were always there, only…

never spoken.

I feel my eyes burning and I do nothing to stop it.

“You’re a good man…”

He continues.

With your fam And with your wines”

HIS VOICE SCA, but it’s not the same anymore.

From the slack from my very being I’ve observed, analyzed, valued.”

I barely nod

wanky 10o acconedge that, it’s always been like this, always watching, always evaluating, always present in my own way’

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He says

“Perhaps it’s strange

A faint smile appears on his face, small Almost imperceptible.

Because words. They were never my thing

My breathing becomes heavier.

“But caring

He pauses

That, yes

And then… Then I understand everything.

“And I’ve cared for you so much, Ethan… That I’ve made sure you have the future you deserve”

My hands tense at my sides.

“I planned your life… Before I even knew you, I remember everything. The decisions, the demands, the path laid out.

“When your mother was pregnant… I already knew… that my son would be the CEO of a great

company”

Part of me wants to laugh. Another… wants to cry.

“I worked… hard, not for myself, not for my family name. But for you.”

He raises his glass slightly

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“So that you will have a legacy”

The silence that follows… is profound, real, no one moves, no one spears

Because everyone is feeling the same thing, but 1 fm experiencing of

Because this… this is for me.

My father breathes and lowers his gaze for a second As if he, too, netur

“I didn’t know how to say it before

He admits.

“I didn’t know how to do it any better

I feel something inside me shatter completely

“But today… I want you to know.”

He raises his gaze again, and this time there is no distance

“I’m proud of you.”

A tear falls; I don’t stop it, I can’t.

“And of the life you’re building.”

His gaze shifts to Clara. And then back to me.

“And of the woman you chose.”

He raises his glass.

“To you both, to who you were, to who you are… And to who you will be

The sound of clinking glasses fills the space, the applause is loud, heartlett, but L

I’m not listening to anything anymore.

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