Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 108

“Where’s Margaret?” I dodged his approach, voice choked with emotion as I asked.

Timothy had been with Margaret when it happened. Why wasn’t she here?

No sooner had I asked than the sound of heels clacking anxiously along the corridor reached us. Margaret hurried toward us, her face pale. “Bry, is Timothy okay? Sorry, I got held up trying to hail a cab near the Ferguson Mansion. It took forever.”

I cut her off. “Why did Timothy suddenly faint?

A flicker of panic crossed Margaret’s face before she replied, “I… I don’t know. He couldn’t breathe all of a sudden and passed out.”

*Just like that? You didn’t say or do anything?” couldn’t believe it.

Timothy had been in good health these past few years, always keeping up with his check-ups. Nothing happened when he was furious enough to lash out at Bryant. It just didn’t add up that he would suddenly fall ill.

stressed Timothy into getting sick?” Margaret looked utterly bewildered and suddenly clutched her stomach,

hardened, “Your stomach hurts?”

weakly, “Yes!”

and made for the

and trying to steady my breathing. Knowing how much Bryant cared about Margaret was one thing, but witnessing

another.

was, Gary gently suggested, “Mrs. Ferguson, why don’t you take a seat? Mr. Timothy might not… be out for a while. Besides, whatever happens, Mr. Timothy

as I nodded, sinking into a nearby chair, feeling utterly drained. But I couldn’t help feeling more lost than ever, my gaze barely leaving the emergency room door. I had

staff rushing around me. Afraid of being in the way, I’d huddle in a corner, just like now, staring at the emergency room door, naively believing they’d

too well what this situation could mean.

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Chapter 108

called me “my dear” an hour

darkened, the emergency room doors finally swung open again. I leaped to my feet, nearly stumbling as my legs had gone