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.

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

us to the yard. “Be good to

form

I won’t let anyone hurt her, not even

me. I’ll take care of it.” Timothy patted my head affectionately.

smiled back. “I will visit soon. Please

sat in the

become my constant companion. Yet, at that moment, 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.

any longer, my voice still calm. “What

or the one he

the car, replying calmly, “Margaret

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soaked in water, struggling to find my voice. “Was it during your college days?”

began to surface. Bryant had been the golden boy of RiverCity University, my senior. With his handsome looks