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

took two steps towards the living room couch and

between us, I

voice husky, “You’ve made

damp patch

pleasure in his eyes sparked my irritation. “How exactly can I help you?” I asked.

his warm, dry hands gently gripping my wrists,

second, I heard the crisp sound

guiding mine to

murmured, voice

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stared at him, face aflame with shock.

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

my hand felt like it could burn me alive,

what if

looked down at me,

suggest dropping the whole

the cold, seeking the warmth next

as I was about to drift back to sleep, reality

my eyes, I found Bryant’s gaze filled with tenderness.

not like the superficial affection we shared during our three years of sleeping in the same

even now, I couldn’t bring myself to believe it.

all too well how good this man was at

voice was soft,