Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 89

I paused for a moment before saying, “Maybe so.”

We were both adults, and at this place in our relationship, we understood each other’s actions all too well.

But I didn’t want to put up with his blowing hot and cold. I got no time for that.

If we couldn’t click, then it was best we each went our own way. That was the best choice. Tonight, we didn’t gather for drinks, but for a poker night.

As we reached the private room’s door, I suddenly needed to use the restroom. I told Christine and the others, and headed off.

After taking care of business, just as I rounded the corner from the restroom, I bumped into Mark.

He had just seen me too, raising his eyebrows with a smile, “I saw your name Ferguson Group’s competition list. Looking forward to working together.”

on the

Feeling a bit sheepish, I smiled back, “Mark, it’s just an opportunity to compete, whether I

can…

I was cut off mid-sentence when suddenly a hand clamped down on my shoulder from behind, pulling me close with force.

Bryant glared at Mark with a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes.

habit of picking other guys’ wives

a glare, then looked

a

my shoulder to my

snapped, “Bryant, what are

suit, flaunted a broad-shouldered figure as he took long strides. His presence was intimidating, almost menacing.

protest, he didn’t slow down or hesitate, but gripped

no room for

would relay a message to Christine, but I met Mark’s cold, deep gaze

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it seemed like my imagination.

whisked around a corner, Mark

the world are

pushed open a private room door, dragging me in with

myself pinned

his lips curled in derision,

helpless, “You’re insecure, so you

too.”

“Insecure about what?”

“You know exactly.”

right back at