Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 68

But we were on the fast track to divorce.

1 tried to push him away, but I just didn’t have the strength. Panic rising, I was on the verge of tears “N

Bryant, please, no!”

“Don’t cry… You don’t want this?” His voice was rough, his eyes a deep crimson, restraint palpable in his gaze.

“No…”

“Alright.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, veins throbbing on his forehead, breathing heavy as if he was fighting with every ounce of his being, but eventually, he let me go…

Clutching my hands together, I whispered, “So, you’ll…”

“Jane.”

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, desire unabated if anything, more intense. He pulled me into his arms, his lips brushing my ear, “Help me out, will you?”

Maybe it was the confusion clouding my mind, but I detected a plea in his voice.

My heart skipped a beat, “How can I help?”

That question, in his mind, was consent. He leaned down, his arms scooping beneath my knees, lifting me off the ground.

Instinctively, my arms wrapped around his neck, a position that screamed vulnerabilit

couch and sat down, my legs still wrapped

escape the heat between us, I

gaze swept down, his voice

damp patch on

seeing the pleasure in his eyes sparked my irritation. “How

his warm, dry hands gently gripping

crisp sound of

hand guiding mine to his

this,” he murmured, voice

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him, face

years married, and sure, we’ve been intimate. But this

like it could burn me alive, I wanted to let go but

what if I don’t help?”

at me, “Don’t know.”

I was about to suggest dropping the whole

was rudely awakened by the cold,

about to drift back

eyes, I found

affection we shared during our three years of sleeping in the

I couldn’t bring myself to believe it.

well how good this man was

voice was soft, “Slept