Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 104

Although we hardly stayed there, the housekeeper kept the place spotless, with no dust in sight. Even the bed linens were changed every three days, fresh and crisp.

Above the headboard hung a wedding photo, a vintage masterpiece crafted by a top-notch editor, seamless and perfect.

It wasn’t until Bryant sat on the bed that I tried to pull my wrist away. He tightened his grip, furrowing his brows. “We’re not officially divorced yet, and you can’t even help me with a little first aid?”

“I’ll grab the first aid kit. What else am I supposed to use?” Feeling defeated, I had no choice but to comply.

Only then did Bryant let go of me. “Go ahead.”

I rummaged through the drawer for the first aid kit, took out the antiseptic and ointment, and stood before him.

The gash on his forehead was ghastly. I slightly bowed my head, one hand supporting the back of his head, the other gently cleaning away the blood.

Timothy had given it to Bryant. As soon as I wiped away the blood, more seeped out.

It looked so painful. “Does it hurt?” I asked.

hurts. A lot.” Bryant looked up at me, his eyes

the wound while disinfecting it, he said contentedly, “That’s better, thanks,

reminded him, “We’re

shadowed by his long lashes,

unexpectedly harmless vib

my heart. “It’s okay. We’ll get used to a

get used

hugging his waist, seeking comfort in his embrace. But lately, I’d often find myself grasping at air, waking up in the middle of the night to stare blankly before falling back into a restless sleep.

about two people splitting up isn’t the breakup, but getting used to living without each other.

wounds. Eventually, it will all

and asked, “Do

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new lives. You will, and so will 1.” 1 twisted open the ointment tube and

had to check on and needed some calming dowri.

probably still f