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

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

a lump form in my throat.

worry. I won’t let

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

will visit soon. Please go rest.

home, I sat in the

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 was alarmingly clear. I had

couldn’t hold back any longer, my voice still calm. “What exactly is the relationship between you and

love, or the one he

replying calmly, “Margaret and I almost became

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was blocked by a sponge soaked in water, struggling to find my voice. “Was it during your college days?”

been the golden boy of RiverCity University, my senior. With his