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.”

posture relaxed

for this whole drama. If it

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

devoted myself to you as if you were my own. If I were what people say, a homewrecker, how come I haven’t had a child with your dad?”

a dozen kids to claim a stake

attempted suicide

Now, with my reputation destroyed and

was quite the stepmother’s

sucker for that sort 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

designing and cooking allowed me a brief

a pot of mushroom soup, I started preparing the ingredients for the

as I finished prepping, I heard a strange noise from

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