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.”

calm and cool, “I took a shower before I cooked. You’ve been feeling under the weather, try to cut down on the takeout.”

my tracks, leaving me surprised.

anymore before he made the chowder, so

bowed my head, the steam from the chowder blurring my vision, and took several bites before I

you really don’t have to

made me

the most, don’t want to become someone

tucking a strand of hair behind

partners look out for each other?” After saying that, he urged, “Eat

a moment, it felt as if we had returned to

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still that gentle and considerate husband.

agreed to a month for Timothy’s sake.”

me, taking care of Grandpa. This month, let me take good care of

but

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

yet delicate atmosphere, Bryant seemed to carefully choose

a point where divorce was the only option, I