Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 227

Margaret’s fists clenched quietly in her lap, her face a mask of regret as she stumbled over her words, “… I just felt so humiliated being scolded before everyone that I lost my temper and said those awful things about Mom. I was wrong, Bry…”

Her acting skills were top–notch. I might have believed her sob story if I hadn’t known the truth from Timothy.

Bryant’s gaze shifted to Albert his eyes narrowing, “What do you say?”

“What should I say?” Albert stood his ground. “If Teresa was the other woman, why would we have waited five years after your mom passed away to get married?”

No sooner had Albert finished speaking than the emergency room doors swung open.

Bryant remained skeptical and turned to the doctor. “Is it senous?”

“Mr. Ferguson,” The doctor emerged, removing his mask, his expression grave. “She lost much blood, but luckily, she was brought in just in time. Any later, and it might have been too late.”

tense posture

wondering if it was really worth risking her life for this whole drama. If it weren’t for BlessedCare Medical Facility. I’d suspect they had bribed the doctor.

to a room, it wasn’t long before she woke up. Seeing Bryant at the foot of her bed, tears immediately welled in her eyes, worthy of an Oscar–winning performance

if you were my own. If I were what people

a dozen kids

frowned. “You attempted suicide

for you and you know that. Now, with my reputation

the

of emotional mind game. Despite his reputation for being cold and authoritarian toward others, he had a soft spot for family, perhaps craving the affection he seldom received Predicting how the rest of the scene would unfold, I saw

I changed clothes and headed for the kitchen to cook. Both designing and cooking allowed me a

of mushroom soup, I started preparing the

I heard a

it out clearly, I washed my hands and checked through the peephole, only to find it obscured. When opening the door, I