Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 111

I half expected Timothy to say, “Don’t die.

Bryant.” But he didn’t.

I could feel Timothy’s life slipping away. His voice was barely a whisper. “No matter what… don’t let Margaret marry into the Ferguson family. Promise me you’ll protect the Ferguson family.”

“I promise…” I was on the verge of breaking down, tears rolling down my face as I nodded. vigorously. “Timothy, did Margaret say something to you? Why else would you suddenly fall ill?”

“She…” A flicker of disgust and anger passed through Timothy’s eyes before he sighed. “Just remember what I told you.”

“I will… I’ll remember every word,” I managed to choke out, afraid to ask anymore, worried it might upset him further.

But doubt had already planted its seeds in my mind. Margaret must have said something

to Timothy.

last bit of strength, looking at me kindly with a smile.

monitor let out a sharp, prolonged

broke down. He knew it. He had known about

the bed, my tears wouldn’t stop. Timothy, I will… I’ll do

still hear me. I hoped it would

A familiar, uncertain voice came from

‘Margaret’s finally willing

taken a big blow, Bryant hesitantly asked, “Jane, what happened to

quietly, feeling utterly drained, letting the tears silently

after so many years felt this way, even more profound. It was like being slowly tortured with a

as cold as if I had fallen into an ice pit. Just as I numbly reached out to hail a cab, Bryant suddenly appeared, pulling me toward the

him lead me until he pushed me into

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