Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 107

Spotting that Timothy understood, I stopped hesitating and nodded. “Right.”

Timothy gestured for Gary to fetch something. It was a yellowed medical record.

My heart clenched as I took it from his hands.

Bryant had visited the psychiatrists a lot when he was a kid.

I looked up, utterly incredulous. The golden boy had been a frequent visitor at the psychiatrist’s.

It took me a moment to gather my thoughts, my voice barely above a whisper, “How could

he…”

But then, thinking about it, it made sense. Born to a mother who passed away, a father caught up in a new romance, causing chaos at home, favoring his stepdaughter over him, led to mental health issues. It was all too common.

these years, I’ve wondered whether to tell him.” Timothy sighed, and his eyes were -sharp with age. “But one day,

left the Ferguson Mansion. I had a sink feeling on the way back. I’m not usually superstitious, but my chest felt tight with anxiety. Just as I was about to enter the parking lot of my apartment complex, Bryant called!

heart skipped a beat.

voice came through. “Grandpa passed out! The ambulance is

steady voice on the other end grounded me. “Jane, don’t panic.

do.” My mind was buzzing.

him to park it for me, and flagged down a taxi. Having been through a similar situation, I dared

fine.’

entrance, and a swarm of doctors and nurses rushed

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to a stretcher, my vision

closely, easing a bit when he saw me.

ER, with medical staff bustling in and out. Finally, the doors of the ER

against the wall to keep from collapsing. I looked at Bryant, my voice weak. “He was fine when I left. What caused him to faint

grave. “After you left, he