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.

as nine o’clock rolled around, Timothy’s usual bedtime, we

married man now. You need to act responsibly!” Timothy warned Bryant sternly as he walked us to the yard. “Be good to Jane. Don’t think you can push her around. because she

form in my throat.

nodding. “Don’t worry. I won’t

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

“I will visit soon. Please

the way home, I sat in the passenger seat,

that moment, sleep eluded me. My body was tired, but

my voice still calm. “What

the one he loved but could

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

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throat was blocked by a sponge soaked in water, struggling to find my voice. “Was

With his handsome looks and the heir to the Ferguson Group, he