Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 110

“No need…” Margaret tugged at Bryant’s sleeve. “I

st want you to stay with me for a little while, okay? If not, you might as well let me die in pain!”

“Well, guess you’ll have to die in pain then.” Despite his words, Bryant pulled a long face and got her a glass of water, his tone chilly. “Drink more water.”

Margaret snorted. “Water doesn’t cure anything.”

I stumbled, nearly falling over, and when I looked up, it was their natural interaction unfolding before me, one pretending, the other willing to believe.

After Timothy was rushed to the ICU, considering his health, the doctors advised against visiting him.

I could only stand at the door, watching through the glass. The usually kind and gentle Timothy had to breathe through an oxygen mask then, making me unbearably upset.

Suddenly, I noticed Timothy’s fingers seemed to move.

“Gary, did Timothy just move?”

He’s still moving.”

me t find a doctor. Halfway there, the alarm of the heart monitor screeched. “ICU Room

personally on duty tonight. Hearing the

the hallway, and my mind went blank. I couldn’t help but think, ‘What’s happening? Timothy moved, didn’t he? In TV dramas, if the patient moves,

steadied myself on a nearby chair, barely managing to

rushed to fetch medication and perform

too far away. Though the hospital was heated,

of medicine came out in less than five minutes or perhaps three. Before the

did everything we could.” He spoke with regret, “Timothy is

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another second, wiping my eyes as

I

ICU