Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 62

“No, not at all.”

1 scrambled for an excuse, “I was just grabbing something.”

“That something?”

He gestured towards a delivery bag sitting on the dining table.

Feeling the awkwardness of being caught in a lie, I touched my nose, “Didn’t I tell the delivery guy not to ring the bell?”

“He didn’t ring the bell.”

“Then how did you know?”

“He knocked.”

I was speechless, internally cursing the delivery guy’s cleverness.

Walking over, I started to unpack the bag, ready to dig in, when Bryant placed a steaming bowl of seafood chowder in front of me..

“Grandpa said you didn’t eat much tonight, had the leftover seafood sent over.”

“And the chowder…?”

“I made it.”

me, Bryant’s face was serious, his voice calm and cool, “I took a shower before I cooked. You’ve been feeling under the weather, try to

in my

was telling me that he’d cleaned up, wasn’t “dirty” anymore before he made the chowder, so I wouldn’t

the steam from the chowder blurring my vision, and took several bites

don’t have

me

the most, don’t want to become someone like

of hair

each other?” After saying that, he

a moment, it felt as if we had

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that gentle and

agreed to a month for Timothy’s

“In the past, it was always you taking care of me, taking care of Grandpa. This month, let me take good care of you, fulfill my duties as

stirred, but I remained

I bear to refuse. Logic didn’t allow it, yet my emotions desperately clung to this scant

Bryant seemed to carefully choose his words, his voice hoarse, as

a point where divorce was the only