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

steps towards the living room couch and sat down, my

between us, I shifted

his voice husky, “You’ve

I followed his gaze, noticing a damp patch

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

his warm, dry hands gently gripping my

I heard the crisp sound

hand guiding mine

he murmured, voice dark

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him, face aflame

we’ve been intimate. But this was a

felt like it could burn me alive, I wanted to let go but couldn’t.

stuttered, “What… what if I don’t

at me,

was about to suggest dropping the whole

next morning, I was rudely awakened by the cold, seeking the

drift back to sleep, reality hit

I opened my eyes, I found Bryant’s gaze

superficial affection we shared during our three years of sleeping in the same bed;

bring myself to believe it.

I knew all too well how

was soft, “Slept well?”