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.

respect, we had no other interaction. Bryant never involved me in the gritty

in to paus

to pause. He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “You’re an interesting person.”

hand, playing corporate games with Bryant and telling his wife on the other, what’s your

his arm. “If I’m not

amused, “Do you know you’ve messed up my

“I messed

you had just waited

that woman with the Ferguson surname? Didn’t I help

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

in his eyes. “You want a divorce?” “Yes, very much so,” I answered without hesitation.

moment we lost our child, Bryant and I were over. There were no strings attached.

he provided during college were offset by the debts he owed me over these three years. We were at a dead end, with divorce being the only way

into the Ferguson family was

“Then you’ll

puzzled. “What?”

glanced at me, saying, “With Dorothy setting her sights on Bryant, you becoming the ex–wife was just