Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 131

It was Bryant!

Mark’s eyes locked onto his with an intensity that was hard to ignore. One man radiated a warmth reminiscent of a sunny afternoon, while the other held the cold sharpness of a winter morning.

Their interaction instantly gave me a feeling of high tension. It was as if instead of being childhood friends, they were two people on completely opposite sides.

I racked my brain, trying to understand when the rift between ryant and Mark had grown after Mark’s return from studying abroad.

Was Bryant misunderstanding my relationship with Mark? An what was Mark’s reason for the tension?

Yet, it was their issue to resolve, not mine to pry into.

Bryant strode over with a commanding presence, his gaze briel., flickering over was wearing, his tone dripping with sarcasm, “Cozy, aren’t you?”

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“Not as much as you two,” I retorted without a second thought.

Ever since the incident yesterday, every word, every action from him seemed to erode the little affection left between us.

I couldn’t help but think, had he just reached out to me, maybe I wouldn’t have lost our baby. But he didn’t, even though I was within arm’s reach. Pretending not to hate him would only make me a hypocrite.

Bryant’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing as he tried to keep his emotions in check, “Enough, let’s go home.”

As if tolerating my mood was a generous act on his part.

Perhaps, he still believed, like before, a simple gesture or sweet word from him, and I would come running back like a lost puppy.

So sure of himself.

So infuriatingly calm.

causing a scene. The only thing left between us now is

ice as he explained, “I’ve told you, what’s between her and me isn’t what you think. She’s no threat

“Oh? And what is it then? Just a simple

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sister clinging onto her little brother, and the brother caring

voice through gritted teeth, “Jane! When did you

two are alone, you’re just playing

“Shut up!”

pain it caused. Unaware or uncaring of

yesterday, my abdomen still ached, and bru es covered my body. If it weren’t for the urgent need to sever ties with him, coupled with

cherished Margaret so much, yet seemed to forget I could feel pain too.

in, his voice low and restrained, “Easy, sne’s hurt.”

Bryant glared at him, his words laced with scorn, “I’m taking her home

rushed out from the elevator, panting, “Mr. Ferguson, Ms. Ferguson says she’s bleeding again, insisting on seeing you before taking any medication.”

a bitter laugh escaped me, “Go on then, weren’t you taking me home? Walk away with me now, and

about my pain, his grip on me finally easing as we moved towards the exit.

by his choice, it seemed

even left the hospital, a landline number

answering,

into resignation, “Alright, stop crying. I’m coming up now.”

he stopped and turned to me, I couldn’t hide the mockery

my hand, “Wait here for a few minutes, I’ll be right back.”

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