Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 114

He was so worried I’d call the cops again, so he didn’t even bother going to the office anymore. Instead, he set up shop in the study for video conferences. I felt uneasy, zoning out in the backyard the entire afternoon.

The next day came the solemnity of Timothy’s funeral, a gloomy atmosphere enveloping everything. A drizzle fell, sending shivers straight to the soul.

I finally left the confines of the Ferguson Mansion, clinging to Bryant’s side, his grip on me firm as we greeted the mourners like puppets on strings.

His temper had been hot these past few days. It wasn’t so much a change as his true colors showed. I had no room to argue. I tried felling Bryant again the night before that Timothy didn’t demand we stay married on his deathbed and that Timothy only forbade Margaret from marrying into the Ferguson family. But he didn’t believe me and said I was lying. And I was too tired to argue.

As the funeral began, I stood silently to the side in a black wool coat, listening to eulogies summarizing an eighty-year life that seemed to end all too easily.

The man who was laughing with me two days ago was then just a memory under the earth.

“Grandpa!” Margaret appeared from nowhere, her face streaked with tears, kneeling at the gravestone. “Grandpa… Why did you have to leave so suddenly?”

I turned to Gary. “Get her out of

person Timothy would’ve wanted to

that, Margaret stood up and challenged, “What right do you have to send me

the decision to Bryant and walked toward Christine and the others. At my words, Margaret

doesn’t hurt anymore?” Bryant coldly pulled his arm away, his expression as still as a deep lake,

she quickly complained, “I specifically came for Timothy’s funeral.

voice was icy. “She is Mrs. Ferguson and has every right

wasn’t convinced. “You guys are getting a

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a look, and Gary immediately directed two security guards to escort Margaret

Albert, exploded, “What are you two doing? I’m still here,

free and ran to Albert, crying as if wronged.

Margaret nor Albert would dare to make such a scene if Timothy were there. I