Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 220

It felt like the person who had readily agreed to my request the day before wasn’t him.

I was annoyed and speechless. “Didn’t you promise not to let anyone else know for now?”

Gregory frowned. “I promised not to let others know you were spying and even recorded a video.”

So, by that logic, he was faultless. Was it me who didn’t make my point clear?

“Do you have a beef with the Ferguson family?”

“No.” Gregory looked at me, puzzled, “Don’t you get how ruthless the business world can be? Hanging around with Bryant for three years, didn’t he teach you any of this?”

I was stunned by his terrifying honesty and second question.

I clenched my palm and responded truthfully, “No.”

What had Bryant taught me in three years? Independence, tolerance, patience, and giving.

other interaction. Bryant never involved

in to paus

raised an

games with Bryant and telling his wife on

arm. “If I’m not mistaken,

that?” I was amused, “Do you know

“I messed

have smoothly gotten my divorce papers if you had just waited a few minutes before spilling the beans.”

“Aren’t you divorcing Bryant because of that woman with the Ferguson surname? Didn’t

divorce, man. I don’t need your help. Just the divorce is

crossed, a hint of surprise in his eyes. “You want a divorce?” “Yes, very much so,”

moment we lost our child, Bryant and I were over. There were

years. We were at a dead end, with

a person like me, without parents or background, marrying into the Ferguson family was like striking the jackpot. How could

that, Gregory replied lazily, “Then you’ll have

was puzzled.

setting her sights on Bryant, you