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.

be sad. Take care of the baby,” Timothy mustered his last bit of strength, looking at me kindly with a smile. “That

out a sharp, prolonged

I completely broke down. He knew it. He had known about my pregnancy all along! But

wouldn’t stop. Timothy, I will… I’ll do everything you said!”

he could still hear me. I hoped

voice came from behind me.

heart. ‘Margaret’s finally willing to let him meet

if he had taken a big blow, Bryant hesitantly asked,

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

As I walked out of the hospital, I felt as cold as if I had fallen into an ice pit. Just as I numbly reached out to hail a cab, Bryant suddenly appeared,

him lead me until he

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