Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 2

Could this casual and caring?

a straved man ever!

It was odd. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, Bryant was also a whiz in the kitchen, whipping up delicious meals in no time.

Yet, he hardly ever cooked. But he served up an enticing tomato meat sauce pasta in about fifteen minutes.

“It’s not bad!” I didn’t hold back my praise after taking a bite. “Who taught you to cook? It is better than any restaurant’s food.”

He seemed momentarily lost in thought, his expression clouded. After a half-minute pause, he said quietly, “For those two years I spent studying abroad, I had to learn to fend for myself to satisfy my cravings for home.”

It was just casual conversation on my part, and I didn’t think much more of it.

After bathing and lying in bed, it was already past three in the morning.

Behind me, Bryant’s warm body pressed against mine, his chin resting in the crook of my neck, gently nuzzling.

“Feeling it?” His voice was rough as if sanded down, his breath on my skin sending shivers down my spine.

his hand slipping under the hem of my silk nightdress.

was always dominant in bed,

to decline. “Honey, not tonight…” My voice was as weak

Bryant continued to kiss my neck, his hand venturing lower, his words turning my cheeks scarlet. “This seems quite welcoming. Don’t you agree?”

a stomachache

that, he finally ceased his actions, gently kissing my earlobe and pulling me into his embrace. “I forgot it. You’re due for your period.

“My period was at the beginning

He seemed calm, questioning himself, “My memory must’ve played tricks on me. Is

“I’ve already been

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did the doctor say?” asked Bryant.

my eyes, hesitating briefly.

had said I was five weeks pregnant. The stomach pain was due to a threatened miscarriage, advising me to take progesterone supplements and check back for the fetal heartbeat

our anniversary should have

test in a small glass jar and buried it in a homemade cake, planning to surprise Bryant during our

at the moment, that cake was still untouched in

hidden for the

our marriage would be strained by the presence of the other woman. Telling him about

night, I tossed and