Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 115

Hearing that, I was momentarily speechless but quickly pieced together the reason..

Christine furrowed her brows in confusion, looking at me, and whispered, “Bryant suddenly changed his ways?”

“No.” I watched Margaret escorted away by the security, slightly pursing my lips. “He’s just feeling guilty, wanting to make amends.”

Timothy’s passing hit Bryant hard. Despite being Timothy’s favorite grandkid, he wasn’t there in his last moments. Moreover, he pissed Timothy off on the very day Timothy passed. How could he not feel guilty, regretful, and self-blaming?

And his way of showing it was to honor Timothy’s wish, making me a lifelong Mrs. Ferguson.

It had nothing to do with me.

After the funeral, I returned to the Ferguson Mansion, joining Gary in sorting through Timothy’s belongings.

The servants had gone through them once, leaving behind the clothes and items Timothy frequently used. Each piece I held gave me the illusion that Timothy hadn’t left us.

and asked, “Gary, are you sure Timothy

me make sure, especially with the weather turning colder, I’d check every morning to ensure Timothy had his medicine.” After answering, Gary looked at me seriously,

put my finger on it.” I shook

I

I confronted Margaret, her reasoning made sense. In

on. intuition felt insufficient. And

I added, “These past days, have any of the servants come across a

“No, anything belonging to Timothy,

eye out. The bottle is small. We could have

carefully handled Timothy’s possessions, afraid of breaking or damaging

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anything.

passed, once gone, was

may I take