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.

only thing left between us now is a divorce paper. Just like the only

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

couldn’t help but laugh, “Oh? And what is it then? Just a

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her little brother, and the brother caring for

teeth, “Jane! When did you

what? When you two are alone, you’re just playing cards? Or maybe studying some new

“Shut up!”

it

my body. If it weren’t for the urgent need to sever ties with

seemed to

in, his voice low

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

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

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

it out! Just make sure she’s alright,” he snapped, perhaps genuinely concerned about my pain, his grip

was stunned by his choice, it

as expected, his phone began to ring relentlessly before we even left the hospital,

answering, “Yes?”

softened into resignation,

to me, I couldn’t hide the mockery on my face, or the anticipation of his

“Wait here for a few minutes, I’ll be

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