Darling, Why Do You Regret It？ Manhua

In the opulent ballroom of the Duke's estate, a subtle tension hung in the air as I stood face to face with Saira, her gaze as piercing as a blade. She was the enigmatic beauty who had stolen my husband's heart, her presence casting a shadow over my once happy marriage. But as I looked into her eyes, I saw a flicker of vulnerability that betrayed the confident facade she wore. Determined to unravel the mystery of Saira's hold on the Duke, I embarked on a clandestine journey filled with unexpected twists and turns. Secrets unraveled like delicate threads, revealing a complex web of intertwined fates. With each revelation, I found myself questioning not only Saira's motives but also my own desires and fears. As the walls of suspicion crumbled around us, a fragile camaraderie blossomed between Saira and me. In the midst of deception and betrayal, a bond formed that transcended our roles as rival and wife. And in that fragile moment of connection, I saw a reflection of myself in Saira's eyes—a mirror of longing and regret. As the truth unfurled like a delicate rose in bloom, I realized that the battle for love was not merely about winning back a husband's affections. It was about reclaiming my own sense of self-worth and finding the courage to embrace the unknown. And as I stood on the precipice of a new beginning, I extended a hand to Saira, bridging the divide between us with a whispered question that echoed in the hallowed halls of the mansion: "Darling, why do you regret it?" In that fleeting moment of vulnerability, I saw a flicker of understanding pass between us, a silent acknowledgement of the regrets that bound us together. And as we stood united against the looming specter of the past, I knew that the future held endless possibilities, tinged with a hint of bittersweet regret.