Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 31

Glancing at the clock, it was already past 2 AM. Wasn’t Bryant supposed to have left work with Ma

Margaret? Instead, he ended up grabbing drinks with Steven, and from what Steven implied, Margaret wasn’t there..

y out of

Calling Steven again only led to the realization his phone was dead, probably battery.

Left with no choice, I changed and hailed a cab to their usual hangout spot, a private club they often frequented.

By the time I arrived, the crowd had mostly dispersed. Only Steven and Mark remained in the private room alongside Bryant, sprawled on a couch, dressed in a designer suit, his long legs crossed, deep in slumber.

Seeing me, Steven gave me a helpless look. “Jane, I don’t know what got into Bryant today. He kept egging Mark on to drink, and we couldn’t make him stop.”

I had a hunch about what might have triggered it. Bryant was still stubbornly convinced that there was something between Mark and me.

It seemed all men might share this trait. They could mess around all they wanted, but they’d never allow even a hint of infidelity from their wives, even if such a hint was nothing but baseless suspicion.

shot an apologetic glance at Mark, who looked refined and gentle even in his drunken state. “Mark, are you okay? I brought some hangover pills.

hazy from the alcohol.

eyes sparkling like a kid waiting for candy, I placed the pill in his palm and

he lamented. “Bryant wouldn’t stop pouring, and despite our attempts to intervene,

and before I could process it all, he handed me

“Yeah,” I said.

smell of alcohol and gently

frowned in annoyance and broke into a dazed smile upon seeing it

he spoke, he enveloped my hand

clearly amused. See, Jane? Good thing I

Chapter 31

be furious.”

the corner, remained silent

was surprisingly formidable, and he wouldn’t budge. So,

Steven’s help, we got Bryant into the car before Steven turned to assist a similarly inebriated Mark.

I used to be indifferent to the smell of alcohol, but tonight, it

of the night, on top

the bumpy ride, Bryant mumbled in protest, “Kevin, slow