My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

Dario raised his hand, interrupting the flow of conversation. "Would it be possible to wait just a few more minutes, Mr. Murray? We have another guest arriving shortly. They should be walking through those doors within the next ten minutes."

Phillip understood the connection between Dario and Veronica better than most. The man had been a steady presence in Veronica's life, offering guidance and support when she needed it most. Both Mary and Phillip held deep appreciation for his unwavering loyalty to their family.

Phillip's eyebrows lifted with interest. "Will they be dining alone? The main table still has room if they wouldn't mind joining our little celebration."

"That arrangement would work perfectly," Dario confirmed with a slight nod.

Phillip gestured toward the wait staff, directing them to begin service at the surrounding tables while keeping their own table waiting for the final guest.

The first course made its rounds to the other diners when Dario checked his phone screen. He leaned closer to Veronica, speaking in a low tone that only she could hear. "Our guest has arrived. I should go escort them inside."

Veronica gave him an understanding nod. As she began to turn back toward the table, a voice cut through the ambient chatter like ice through warm air. "That won't be necessary. I've already found my way."

The familiar tone sent a shock wave through Veronica's system. She spun around, her eyes widening. "Mr. Blair?"

Malcolm's response came as a simple, measured hum of acknowledgment.

The other guests at nearby tables fell into stunned silence. Several blinked repeatedly, as if trying to convince themselves their eyes weren't playing tricks on them.

This was Malcolm Blair himself - the technology mogul whose face graced magazine covers and business headlines with startling regularity.

Everyone in the room recognized him instantly. His reputation preceded him wherever he went.

His innovative mind had revolutionized entire industries, but whispers suggested his family connections ran deeper than most people realized.

Having someone of his stature appear at Mary's intimate birthday gathering left everyone speechless.

Mary and Phillip remained frozen in their chairs for several heartbeats, processing the unexpected arrival.

When reality finally registered, they both rose from their seats in unison, moving to welcome him properly.

Despite the coldness that seemed to emanate from Malcolm naturally, he showed genuine warmth toward older individuals he held in high regard.

He had crossed paths with Mary on previous occasions.

Moving swiftly to her side, he gently guided her back toward her chair. "Please, there's no need to stand on my account," he insisted with quiet authority.

Mary allowed herself to be seated, her face glowing with genuine pleasure. "Having you join us tonight is truly an unexpected honor, Mr. Blair."

"The honor is entirely mine, Madam Jayden." Malcolm claimed the empty chair positioned directly beside Mary. "I should have made time to visit much sooner than this."

He caught Dario's attention with a subtle gesture, prompting him to retrieve an elegantly wrapped package. Malcolm accepted it gracefully before presenting it to Mary. "I'm afraid the short notice didn't allow for proper preparation - I hope you'll accept this small token despite its humble nature."

Mary's smile radiated warmth as she accepted the gift. "Your presence here tonight surpasses any gift you could have brought, Mr. Blair."

Following their initial exchange of pleasantries, Malcolm's attention shifted to Veronica and Dario, who had positioned themselves slightly behind him like students awaiting instruction from their teacher.

His gaze settled on them meaningfully. Both Veronica and Dario seemed to understand his unspoken direction immediately, moving to take their places at the table beside him.

Mary's voice carried across the table once more. "I cannot express enough gratitude for the way you've watched over Veronica through everything."

"She hardly requires watching," Malcolm replied with characteristic understatement. "Her recent work has shown remarkable progress. Her natural abilities are finally receiving the attention they deserve. You have absolutely no cause for concern regarding her future, Madam Jayden."

Neither Malcolm nor Mary had attempted to intervene when Veronica made the difficult decision to abandon her academic pursuits for Cullen's sake.

Both understood that experiencing disappointment served as an essential component of personal development.

Some lessons could only be absorbed through direct experience, including the bitter taste of regret that followed poor choices.

The real test came afterward - whether someone allowed their failures to paralyze them or used them as stepping stones toward something better.

Veronica had proven her resilience by choosing to rebuild rather than surrender.

With Rose's cautionary example fresh in her memory, Mary had wrestled with considerable anxiety about Veronica's path.

Yet she recognized that excessive interference often created more problems than it solved, so she had stepped back to allow Veronica the space to discover her own direction.

Malcolm's reassuring words lifted a weight from Mary's shoulders that she hadn't fully realized she'd been carrying. "That's exactly what I needed to hear. Thank you for putting an old woman's mind at ease."