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

me in my tracks,

up, wasn’t “dirty” anymore before he made the chowder, so I wouldn’t find

the chowder blurring my vision, and took several bites before I could

you really don’t have to do this.”

me hesitant.

want to become

a hand reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, his cool fingertips. grazing my earlobe.

other?” After saying that, he

felt as if we had returned to

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was still that gentle and considerate husband.

gaze, “But, I only agreed to a

and lingering. “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 a

heart stirred, but I remained silent.

agree, nor could I bear to refuse. Logic didn’t allow it, yet my emotions desperately clung to

carefully choose his words, his voice hoarse, as if sandpapered.

believed we reached a point where divorce was the only option, I