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.

usual bedtime, we were

warned Bryant sternly as he walked us to the yard. “Be good to Jane. Don’t think you can push her around.

a lump form in

won’t let anyone hurt

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

smiled back. “I will visit soon. Please go rest.

the way home, I sat in the passenger seat,

was the early stages of pregnancy or something else, drowsiness had become my constant companion. Yet, at that moment, sleep eluded me. My body was tired, but my mind

still calm. “What exactly is the relationship

his first love, or the one he

slowed the car, replying calmly, “Margaret and I almost became

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blocked by a sponge soaked in

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