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.

Timothy had his medication

check every morning to ensure Timothy had his medicine.” After answering,

finger on it.” I

I

confronted Margaret, her reasoning made sense. In that

told me it wasn’t that simple. Yet, without evidence, relying solely on. intuition felt insufficient. And I wasn’t sure if my suspicions stemmed

“These past days, have any of the servants come across a dropped medicine bottle

anything belonging to Timothy,

The bottle is small. We could have missed it if

I carefully handled Timothy’s possessions, afraid of

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anything.

who’d passed, once gone, was

a bracelet. “Gary, may I take this? I want to keep it in memory