Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 17

Every move felt like a slap across my face. My heart ached with the sting of it. I had played out scenes like that in my head over and over again. Yet, standing in my home, I couldn’t help but feel a chill run down my spine.

“Jane, you’re awake?” Margaret turned to see me and greeted me with a smile, “Come on, try some of Bry’s cooking. It’s to die for.”

With that, she carried a dish to the table, acting every bit the hostess.

I took a deep breath, stepped past her, and asked Bryant straight up, “Why is she here?”

Finishing up in the kitchen, Bryant removed his apron and said coldly, “She’ll be gone after this meal.”

“You want me to leave, huh?” Margaret glared at him.

“Margaret, take the hint! Stop stirring trouble,” Bryant’s tone was icy, his patience wearing thin.

“Whatever,” Margaret muttered and pulled me to join the meal as if the person who had been crying and begging my husband to divorce me wasn’t her and as if she wasn’t the one trying to whisk my husband away

Bryant’s cooking was indeed excellent, a full spread that was a feast for the senses.

but the baby

shamelessly be my

conversation. “Tastes good,

always great.

just wanted to mark my

fleeting glance at Bryant. “Never knew you were

when you’re eating?” Bryant

especially tomato sauce pasta, my favorite. He puts his heart into it! But he made it so often for me that I

tightened until my knuckles turned white, nails digging into my So, the pasta that I cherished was leftovers of Margaret’s boredom.

flesh.

learned to cook

Chapter 17

whole

minute, what was he thinking about? Margaret? Or the memories of learning to cook

for me, how would you have ended up with such a catch?” Margaret kept

my fork down, unable to tolerate it anymore, and sneered, “Oh, is that why? Your marriage didn’t work out, so you thought he’d clean up your mess? Bryant, I didn’t know you had a thing for being a rebound guy and