Delayed Regrets: He Regretted Only After Her Death-Chapter 169: You’ll Come to Like It

Tiana hated Aiden Grant.

She hated that he destroyed all her youth.

It was fine if he didn’t mention the past, but when he did, it felt like suffocating pain in her chest.

The force of her teeth, like a winch, brutally tore Aiden Grant’s flesh from his arm.

Accompanied by the tearing sensation, Aiden Grant felt a blackness before his eyes from the pain.

Cold sweat quickly soaked his back.

Yet he still maintained the strength to hold Tiana Linden in his embrace, not loosening his grip at all, and said without changing his expression:

"Bite it!"

"If it can make you hate me less."

"If it can ease your pain, I’m willing to let you bite off my flesh."

He had done too many things to wrong Tiana Linden.

No matter what Tiana did to him, he was willing to accept it.

Even if it meant his life.

After a long time, Tiana could bite no more.

Her mouth was full of the bloody and salty taste, only then did she release Aiden Grant’s arm.

She felt the persistence and madness of the man behind her and lowly cursed, "Aiden Grant, you are a madman!"

The arm was already a bloody mess.

Under the silver moonlight, a row of deep teeth marks was embedded in Aiden Grant’s flesh.

This wound, Aiden Grant didn’t even glance at.

Upon hearing Tiana’s low curse, mixed with suppressed and painful cries, he tenderly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, "Tiana, I’m sorry, I know how terribly wrong I was. But if you can’t come back to me, I feel like I can’t go on living."

Tiana hated Aiden’s belated deep affection.

His madness aroused all her hatred for him.

Tears were unstoppable.

Her breathing was thick with sobs.

Aiden got up, and seeing her painful state in the moonlight, knowing his madness made her resist him, he had to lift the blanket and cover her again.

He took a tissue and wiped her tears, "If you hate me, I’ll sleep on the sofa outside. If you call me, I’ll come in, just like before. Be good, don’t cry!"

Those tears fell one by one, landing in Aiden’s heart with each drop.

He felt intense heartache.

Despite being faithful to Tiana from the beginning to the end, why was he always so clumsy, always making her cry.

"I’ll go out now."

Before leaving, he covered Daisy with a blanket and with unspoken pain in his heart, he walked out.

At the moment of closing the door, seeing Tiana lying on the bed, still sobbing and trembling, he felt like dying.

That night, Aiden didn’t treat his arm’s wound.

He lay on the sofa outside the room of Tiana and Daisy’s mother and daughter, sleepless all night.

Before dawn, Aiden went to the upper deck of the cruise ship.

This was a five-story cruise ship accommodating three thousand passengers.

The entire ship had no other passengers.

It was exclusively for Aiden, Tiana, and Daisy.

On the vast deck, Aiden sat quietly at a table surrounded by rubber trees and areca palms, feeling the sea breeze alone.

Uncle Carter received his call and quickly brought over a medicine box, "Mr. Grant, are you injured somewhere? Do you want me to call a doctor?"

Aiden didn’t speak.

He pulled the medicine box Uncle Carter brought over, rolled up the sleeve of his black shirt.

A segment of lean, strong arm was exposed.

On the arm were bloody teeth marks, the flesh seemingly tearing away from the arm, looking very grim.

Uncle Carter asked with concern, "Mr. Grant, what happened to you?"

Aiden still didn’t reply, placing a few pieces of torn then taped-together papers on the table, pressed down with his phone.

Only then did he open a bottle of iodine solution, pouring it all over his bitten arm.

The sea breeze blew over the iodine falling on the ground, also blowing over the pieces of paper under the phone.

He coldly reminded, "Uncle Carter, take a look."

Uncle Carter roughly guessed what those papers were.

They were the notes from last night’s conversation between him and Tiana.

Sure enough, upon looking.

Aiden coolly looked at Uncle Carter, "Uncle Carter, you’ve been with The Grant Family for a long time. You watched Tiana and I grow up together as childhood sweethearts, you are a witness. Do you also think we don’t stand a chance, do you also want to help her leave me?"

Since the conversation had reached this point, Uncle Carter boldly said, "Mr. Grant, you should know how much Tiana has suffered all these years. Forgive my bluntness, 40% of Tiana’s suffering is due to The Linden Family, the other 60% responsibility is entirely yours. Tiana won’t be happy with you, why keep her tied to your side?"

The iodine bottle in hand was slammed by Aiden onto the table.

With a thud!

Startling Uncle Carter into a tense stance.

These years Aiden rarely lost his temper.

Uncle Carter knew there were consequences for angering him, so he softened his tone, "Mr. Grant, I’m sorry! I shouldn’t meddle in these affairs. Rest assured, I won’t sabotage your intentions."

How could Aiden not see through Uncle Carter’s thoughts.

From what he knew of Uncle Carter, that apology was only a delaying tactic.

He snorted and said, "Keeping you with Tiana and Daisy is just so she’s not surrounded by strangers. Don’t think you’ll help her escape that way."

Saying this, he took a roll of gauze, swiftly wrapped it around his arm, tied a simple knot, and left.

An hour later.

Uncle Carter’s son, Carter, came before Aiden, "Mr. Grant, Patriarch Chaucer and Christopher Grant are checking the domestic transaction records of cruise companies, they might soon trace them abroad."

Aiden didn’t mind at all, "It doesn’t matter, let them check."

This cruise ship was bought abroad.

Changing hands several times before reaching him.

Even if they did trace it, tracking a route across vast oceans might take years.

Even if they succeeded, it would be ages away.

...

The cruise ship had many children’s play areas.

Specially modified by Aiden for Daisy.

That morning, after breakfast, Aiden gently said to Daisy.

"Daisy, the whole lower deck of the cruise is a children’s playground, do you want to go and play with dad?"

Daisy put down her knife and fork, glaring at Aiden, "Do you deserve to be a dad?"

"..." Aiden was rendered speechless.

Daisy answered for him, "Not at all! You are the worst, most awful dad in the world. So, you’re not my dad. I’m going to write to my dad, you better stay away from me."

Saying this, Daisy took out paper and a pen from her bag.

She got the paper and pen from the service staff miss.

She wrote on the paper: Dad, I miss you so much. I wonder if you’ve been eating well, sleeping well while I’m not there. Without your bedtime stories, I’m not happy at all...

Aiden watched from the side.

This wasn’t a letter to Hector Chaucer from Daisy.

This was a knife stabbing into his heart.

Restraining his turbulent emotions, he still gently said, "Daisy, these letters won’t reach Hector Chaucer."

Daisy looked up with obvious righteousness, "But I can write them every day, and give them to him when he finds me, to tell him how much I’ve missed him, really, really missed him."

Aiden said no more.

He knew that the shattered father-daughter bond between him and Daisy was hard to mend.

No matter how overboard Daisy’s actions or words, he had to endure them.

But such feeling was more painful than being whipped.

He would rather Daisy be like Tiana, fiercely biting him, even stabbing him with a knife.

...

Five days later, the giant ship was finally going to dock.

Tiana and Daisy saw an island.

There’s a castle on the island.

Like a fairy tale.

That castle, that mountain, everything there was enveloped by a vast snow.

Standing by the window, waves of cold air hit.

Daisy leaned against the window, pointed at the island, and asked, "Mom, what is that place?"

At this moment, a thick coat gently fell on Daisy’s shoulders, "Daisy, that will be the home for the three of us in the future."

Cold wind seeped through the window cracks, Aiden followed Daisy’s gaze, looked at the snowy island right in front, and asked, "Daisy, do you like snow? Mom really likes places where it snows."

Still ten years ago, he promised Tiana to buy a building in a snowy city.

He would take her there for vacations in the winter.

This promise, he only managed to fulfill it ten years later.

Aiden felt quite guilty in his heart.

He said to Daisy again, "Daisy, when we get to the snowy island, Daddy will take you to have snowball fights and build snowmen, okay?"

Daisy did not respond to Aiden.

She treated Aiden like he was a transparent person, didn’t even glance at him, and disdainfully pulled off the coat draped over her.

The coat fell onto the dark carpet.

It felt like something heavy fell onto Aiden’s chest.

Blocked, bitter.

At this moment, Daisy looked up at Tiana, "Mom, I’m cold!"

Aiden asked, "Daisy, don’t you like this coat Daddy took for you? Daddy will get you a different one."

Daisy ignored Aiden.

"Mom will get it for you."

"Let me go."

Aiden followed behind Tiana, walked to the dressing room.

Tiana casually took a coat for her daughter, looked at Aiden in front of her, "Don’t you understand yet. Daisy doesn’t dislike the coat you just picked. She dislikes anything related to you. Anything and everything connected to you, she dislikes. You think bringing us to that fairy tale-like island will make us a happy family of three?"

Aiden responded to Tiana’s cold reminder with a heavy sigh.

He said nothing, turned and went to the closet, took one of Tiana’s coats, draped it over her, "It’ll be very cold on the island soon, wear something extra, don’t catch a cold."

The coat was pulled off by Tiana, fell to the carpet, "I don’t like the clothes you pick either."

A few minutes later, the cruise ship stopped in the deepwater area of the island port.

Aiden led Daisy and Tiana onto a small boat, sailed ashore.

The entire island was bought by Aiden.

The people welcoming them at the port, one by one, were calling: Mr. Grant, Mrs. Grant, Miss Daisy.

On the island, snow piled several centimeters thick.

Before going ashore, Daisy and Tiana already wore scarves, hats, gloves, and earmuffs.

Even so, the cold was piercing.

Yet seeing those falling from the sky, goose-feather-sized snowflakes, Daisy tilted her head up, revealing a rare smile.

"Wow, Mom, so this is what snowflakes look like, so beautiful."

Her gloved little hand opened up, reaching out.

Snowflakes fell into Daisy’s palm.

Daisy breathed warm air into her hand, happily watching the snowflakes, "Mom, it’s my first time seeing snow!"

Just when Aiden felt incomparably gratified to finally see Daisy’s smile, the little girl suddenly lowered her head, heavily sighed, "Mom, but I still miss Dad."

Aiden’s gratified smile froze instantly.

The wind and snow blew away his smile, blew his heart cold and disappointed.

Tiana stroked Daisy’s head, "You miss Dad, when we arrive, write a letter to Dad, tell him you saw snow. When we go back to see Dad, give these letters to him."

Daisy obediently nodded, "Okay!"

Then she followed her mom, under the lead of a servant, onto a car.

The car headed towards the castle on the island.

During this stretch, Tiana gazed at the goose-feather snow through the car window.

Not knowing where this place is, it’s only mid-October, and such heavy snow is falling.

She’s a native southerner, never seen snow since childhood.

A long time ago, she wanted to go somewhere it snows.

At that time, wishing to go with Aiden, bringing their child to a snowy city for a long holiday.

Now with Aiden and the child by her side, Tiana long lost that initial feeling.

She’s not happy at all.

At this moment, she wonders, where is this exactly? Are all the people on the island Aiden’s people?

Will Hector be able to find her and her daughter?

At this time, what is Hector doing, has he eaten? Is he worried, anxious?

A day apart feels like three years.

She and Daisy left Veridia; the journey at sea was about seven days.

Seven days, as long as seven years.

In the snow-laden air, the driver moved forward slowly.

Aiden was sitting right beside her.

Suddenly, a warm large hand fell on Tiana’s back of the hand, "Sorry, it took so many years to bring you to a snowy place."

Under the large hand, the slender, fair hand quickly withdrew, "I’m not moved at all, I actually hate your self-assured deep affection."

"I’m self-aware." Aiden took the conversation, said, "I know. But it’s okay, gradually, you’ll come to like it here."

Half an hour later, a long black Lincoln stopped before a snow-laden, white castle.

Soon a servant, stepped forward to open the car door.

It was Daisy sitting by the car window.

That servant held a pretty umbrella, bent down, and smiled at Daisy, "Miss Daisy, welcome home!"

Daisy never stayed by Aiden’s side growing up.

He never gave Daisy a stable and comfortable life.

From now on, he wants to spoil Daisy to become a happy little princess.

But Daisy doesn’t like being called Miss Daisy at all, she’s used to a carefree and free life.

She didn’t show the servant a pleasant face because he was Aiden’s person.

When Tiana got off the car, Aiden also held an umbrella over her head.

Snow kept falling harder.

Tiana moved away from Aiden’s umbrella, walked into the castle alone holding Daisy’s hand.

Before entering the castle, there was a glass flowerhouse inside with heating.

The temperature was neither cold nor hot.

The flowerhouse was filled with various colors of eustomas, and the most numerous were purple ones.

In a field of white eustomas, there was a big heart-shaped arrangement of purple eustomas.

Purple and white clashed, the pairing vibrant.

Romantic as if a fairy tale.

If this happened six years ago, Tiana would be very touched.

But at this moment, it was too late to say anything.

Amidst the snow, blooming in the greenhouse eustomas, she doesn’t like them at all.

Just then, Aiden gently hugged her waist by her side, "Do you like them? These flowers I personally planted for you a month ago. It’s cold here, it took quite some effort for these eustomas to survive."