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.”

“I took a shower before I cooked.

in my

up, wasn’t “dirty” anymore before he made the chowder,

steam from the chowder blurring my vision, and took several

don’t have to

me hesitant.

hate indecision the most, don’t want to become

a strand of hair behind my ear, his

each other?” After saying that, he urged, “Eat

felt as if we had returned to our old

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gentle and

up, I met his piercing gaze, “But, I only agreed to a month for Timothy’s sake.” “Just this month, then.”

lingering. “In the past, it was always you taking care of me, taking care of Grandpa. This month, let me

heart stirred, but I

to refuse. Logic didn’t allow it, yet my emotions desperately clung to

the heavy yet delicate atmosphere, Bryant seemed to carefully choose his words, his voice hoarse,

a point where divorce was the