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.

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

let out a sharp, prolonged beep!

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

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

he could still hear me. I hoped

familiar, uncertain voice came

heart. ‘Margaret’s finally willing

as if he had taken a big blow, Bryant hesitantly asked, “Jane, what happened to Grandpa…

quietly, feeling utterly drained, letting the tears silently fall.

was like being slowly tortured with a blunt knife, wanting to scream but unable

autumn was getting stronger. 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, pulling

lead me until he pushed

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