Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 146

“I’m not a drama queen like you.” With those words, I wanted nothing but to end the pointless argument and walk away.

“You’re not going anywhere! You owe me an explanation today!” Margaret suddenly charged at me, twisting her foot and lunging straight toward me deliberately.

Next to me was a large fountain!

She fell on me so hard that we both tumbled into the fountain, but I grabbed her arm,. dragging her down with me! She wanted us to go down together, so be it.

The icy water soaked us through instantly, filling my nose and wasn’t deep. Frantically searching for something to grab onto, gripped mine. “Jane!”

outh! Luckily, the water strong hand suddenly

In a flash, I was pulled out, wrapped in a coat, and pulled into a varm embrace.

I coughed violently, struggling to catch my breath, only to hear Mrk shouting toward the fountain, echoing Margaret’s struggles. “Don’t rescue her! Let her climb out on her own!”

His voice was harsh and menacing, like a demon from hell.

The security personnel didn’t dare move closer

Against the light, I couldn’t see Mark’s expression. A chill wind made me shiver, and the arms around me nearly sprinted!

The elevator took us straight to the executive office, where he carried me through the door, instructing his secretary as he walked, “Get a set of clothes, inside and out, and hurry!”

“Yes, Mr. Larson.” The secretary glanced at me before rushing off.

Mark went straight to the office’s restroom, gently setting me down and turning on the shower quickly, handing me a disposable towel.

okay? Do you want to take a

Shivering, I waited for him to leave before stepping into the shower,

Bryant, I thought Margaret was the one who was unbearably disturbed, almost paranoid. She plagiarized me and then had the

door while I was thinking what to do next. “Ms. Webster,

you.” I cracked the door to take the clothes, everything provided from head to

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and Bryant advanced, his tall frame casting a shadow, his expression dark, and his gaze sharp as a

and harshly gripped my chin, his voice

caused me pain.

“Who?”

smile appeared on

“Your lover!”

asshole!” I was stunned, then

cold and harsh.

me you

the man I’d loved for eight years, questioning

my voice hoarse. “Yeah, I was up to no good.. An eye for an eye, a

bloodthirsty light, his grip tightening as if wishing to strangle me “That cold water! You knew she had just had a miscarriage a few days ago. Did you want her dead?”

in, each word a struggle. “Did Margaret die? If she did, I’d throw a party right

no regrets! She killed my baby, and that was merely an

“When did you become like this? Or did I never really see

I won’t?” His

YOU

attend a meeting. He told me to ensure have something to warm