Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 223

“Hey, don’t you try to scare me!” After Allen shouted those words, his eyes filled with fear. He bolted away before I could respond. “Fine, Chris, I’m a bit tied up now. Il call you back.” I hung up the phone on Christine and turned to face Leroy, acting as if he was invisible. “You were standing there and watching your dad hit your mom?”

Leroy shrugged. “What could I do? I’m not as strong as him, and he never listens to what I say!

I was furing with anger, at a loss for words.

Then, despite her pain, Cheryl spoke, ‘Leroy, could you step outside for a moment? I need to have a word with Jane Leroy nodded. “Sure.”

After Leroy left, I dragged a chair over to the bedside and sat down. “Are all your injuries taken care of? Did we miss anything?” “No. The injuries look worse than they are. The doctors and the security were there, so it didn’t get too bad.” Cheryl shook her head, seeming weaker than the last time I saw her, tears silently streaming down her face, “I want a divorce, but he won’t agree…”

I sighed. “Don’t worry, I’ll figure something out.”

Allen wasn’t like Bryant. Getting a divorce from him shouldn’t be as complicated.

But first, I had to ensure Cheryl’s safety, ensuring she wouldn’t get hurt again.

Cheryl looked at me, her eyes filled with guilt, as she clung to my hand, “I’m sorry, Jane, for all this trouble.”

“We’re family. Why talk like that?” I shook my head, then began peeling an apple for her. Seeing that she was getting sleepy, I prepared

to leave.

Cheryl called out as I reached the hospital room’s door, Jane…

and hesitation on Cheryl’s face, I approached her again, asking

her hand clenched into a fist on the blanket, tears flowing again. After a long moment, she seemed to make a difficult decisión, “I… I

asked, “What

of answering, Cheryl got out of bed with my help and lifted the mattress,

it, taking out a rabbit–shaped pendant. Though the string had slightly faded, the pendant itself was clearly of considerable value, not

my neck carefully, “Jane, be sure not to lose this…”

turn it down. “This is

“It’s yours.”

firm yet full of unsaid words, finally saying. Trust

I asked, “Is this… from my

despite being wealthy, wouldn’t have easily

After struggling for a bit, Cheryl put the pendant inside my shirt, avoiding my gaze,

think of it

of it as

me, but she didn’t want to elaborate, “Okay, I’m tired. You

driving. Strangely, it felt familiar as if it truly belonged to me. Even more so, I belatedly realized the rabbit on the pendant matched my zodiac sign. Yet, I had no recollection of ever seeing this

Meanwhile, Bryant called.

on my mind, I answered

heard there was puble at

glanced at the traffic light, slowing down. “Bryant, can you do me

After our argument the day before and the ongoing online turmoil, he might not be inclined to help

to be signing something, the sound of a pen scratching paper

I need a few bodyguards for the