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.

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

out a sharp,

completely broke down. He knew it. He had known about my pregnancy all

tears wouldn’t stop. Timothy, I will…

I hoped it would bring

uncertain voice

willing to let

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

feeling utterly drained, letting the

way, even more profound. It was like being slowly tortured with a blunt knife, wanting to scream but unable to make a sound, forced to suppress it all

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, pulling me toward the

to speak, I let him lead me until he pushed me into his car, then I

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