Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 12

The one who owed an explanation was Bryant, and he knew it.

He broke away from Margaret and strode over to me, his voice a stark contrast to the sternness from moments ago, gentle yet absentminded. “Did you hear that?”

“Yeah.” I didn’t hide it.

Yet, he didn’t say much, taking a coat from the servant to drape over my shoulders and pulling me close as we headed inside. His demeanor was relaxed. “It’s chilly out. Let’s go

in.”

He acted like what I had just overheard was only an everyday chat.

“Bry.” Margaret’s insistent voice echoed again and again, “Bry!”

Bryant acted as if he hadn’t heard.

He seemed somewhat distracted for the rest of the evening, checking his phone frequently.

rolled around, Timothy’s usual bedtime, we were ready

married man now. You need to act responsibly!” Timothy warned Bryant sternly as he walked us to the

lump form in my throat.

smiled lightly, nodding. “Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone hurt her, not even myself.”

anything troubles you, come to me. I’ll take care of it.” Timothy patted my

smiled back. “I will visit soon. Please

the way home, I sat in the passenger seat, fighting off sleep.

eluded me. My body was tired, but my mind was alarmingly clear. I had planned to wait until we got home for an explanation. But the wait was

back any longer, my voice still calm. “What exactly

or the one he

that, Bryant slowed the car, replying calmly, “Margaret and I almost

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my throat was blocked by a sponge soaked in water, struggling to

boy of RiverCity University, my senior. With his handsome looks and the heir to the Ferguson Group, he was