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.

Timothy’s usual bedtime, we were ready to

to act responsibly!” Timothy warned Bryant sternly as he walked us to the yard. “Be good to Jane. Don’t think you can

a lump form in my throat.

I won’t let anyone hurt her, not even

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

will visit soon. Please go

way home, I sat in the

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. But the wait

longer, my voice still calm. “What exactly is the

his first love, or the one he loved but could never

Bryant slowed the car, replying calmly, “Margaret and I almost became something once.”

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

RiverCity University, my senior. With his handsome looks and the heir