Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 55

I found myself a cozy spot at the family gathering, swirling the tea in my hands. The aroma was pleasant, and the first sip was a smooth blend of bitterness and sweetness, comforting to my nerves.

I couldn’t help but smile, “Timothy always thinks of us when he comes across something special,”

“No wonder Timothy has a soft spot for you, always sweet-talking!” Bryant’s aunt chuckled.

I offered a polite smile in return, saying nothing more.

After a bit more light-hearted conversation, Gary ushered us to

the dining table for dinner.

The seating was meticulously pre-arranged. Timothy at the head of the table, with Bryant’s uncle, aunt and cousin on his right. To his left were Bryant, who had recently taken over the Ferguson Group, myself, my father-in-law, and Margaret.

The hierarchy was clear at a glance, leaving Margaret no choice but to simmer in silence. She might challenge me anywhere else, but not here, not within the walls of the Ferguson Mansion. Even if Bryant and I were to divorce, she wouldn’t dare overstep. Here, Timothy had my back.

aunt eagerly suggested, “Jane, try

favorite. Timothy made a special request for it. Freshly caught

than pepper, and felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. For years, he filled the void of missing familial

bisque when suddenly, a wave of nausea

Timothy looked concerned, “Are you alright, dear?

be expecting. It looks like our family is about to welcome a new member!”

a beat as

up with hope, “Is it

mix of anticipation, surprise, and

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for a convincing

to deceive

either.

just some stomach trouble lately