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.

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

in to paus

turn to pause. He raised

wryly, “On the one hand, playing corporate games with Bryant and telling his wife on

his coat and draped it over his arm. “If I’m not mistaken, our goals are the same here,

that?” I was amused, “Do you know you’ve messed up my plans?”

surprised. “I messed up your plans?”

you had just waited a

you divorcing Bryant because of that woman with the Ferguson surname? Didn’t I help

was speechless again. “I want a divorce, man. I don’t need your help. Just the

railing, arms crossed, a hint of surprise in his eyes. “You want a divorce?” “Yes, very much so,” I answered without

the moment we lost our child, Bryant and

three years. We were at a dead end, with divorce being the only way forward. But I wasn’t surprised that others might not believe I genuinely wanted a

without parents or background, marrying into the Ferguson family was like striking

replied lazily, “Then you’ll have your wish.”

was puzzled. “What?”

on Bryant, you becoming the ex–wife was just a