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 were

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 doesn’t have family

form in my throat.

nodding. “Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone hurt her,

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

will visit soon.

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

at that moment, sleep eluded me. My body was tired, but my mind was alarmingly clear. I had planned to wait until

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

one he loved

slowed the car, replying calmly, “Margaret and

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

buried began to surface. Bryant had been the golden boy of RiverCity University, my senior. With his handsome looks and the heir to the Ferguson Group, he was the epitome of charm and