Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 100

Bryant paused a bit. “How did you know?”

There was no point in beating around the bush when a marriage ended. I confessed, “That day, I overheard you talking with your granddad in the office. I also heard you admit that you had no feelings for me anymore. Maybe this marriage was a mistake from the very beginning.”

“It wasn’t.” He denied it desperately, knitting his brows as he reminisced, and then clarified, “I wasn’t admitting to what you think. You misunderstood it…”

I wasn’t in a hurry to argue. I watched Bryant quietly, smiling, “Did you ever love me?”

Bryant was stunned for a moment. The question was perhaps too difficult for him. “Jane…”

“Don’t explain. It’ll just make me look pitiful.” I laughed as if I cared about nothing, “Just have Kevin send over the agreement you prepared for me. Someday, you’ll marry someone else. It wouldn’t be right for me to hold onto these shares…”

He cut me off with conviction, every word sincere, “I won’t remarry.”

My eyelashes fluttered. “That’s your choice. It’s not right for me to hold onto these shares.” I wasn’t that big-hearted. After all, I’d been in love with him for many years, and it seemed wrong to see him again after our divorce. Time should erase all traces of the past, not keep reopening old wounds.

And if Margaret found out about the shares, she’d likely give me no peace. It would be better to leave no strings attached if it was over.

lips pressed thin. “I only have five minutes left. We can do it next time if you’re not

and quickly signed my name in the

a way to handle it. The priority was to get

counter, the clerk had finished checking the other documents

a divorce application form. “Sign this, and return for the divorce certificate in thirty days.”

motions, the clerk added, “I see you both still have feelings for each other. Most couples fight over assets until they’re

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two are different. One person keeps giving,

have feelings for me.” I smiled, still somewhat

take this cooling-off period to

spoke up, “Can it

come in

the

a long dream. It felt like these three years

he had the door, his voice as damp as