Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 229

Dorothy’s voice was as usual, but she seemed wary of Mark.

Her brash expression vanished, her lips pouting as she whined, “Mark, why are you looking at me like that? I was just here to talk with Ms. Webster. Isn’t that okay?”

Mark raised an eyebrow. “So, you’re done?”

“Done, yeah, Dorothy replied, guilt flashing across her eyes. Seeing Mark’s unchanging expression, she suddenly lost her temper. “Why are you being such a jerk like Gregory, always picking on me? Just wait until my parents arrive in a few days, and we’ll see if I’m still afraid of you guys!”

With those harsh words, she stomped off in high heels, visibly upset. The sound of her footsteps echoed as she left.

Once she was out of sight, Mark turned to the mess at my doorstep, pulling out his phone to arrange a cleaning service.

Then, he turned to me with a resigned look. “Didn’t it scare you?”

“Honestly, I was a bit startled at first.” I chuckled, stepping aside to let him in, fetching a pair of house slippers from the shoe cabinet. “Have you eaten? I was about to make some mushroom soup. Care to join me for a makeshift dinner?”

got perfect timing” Mark joked, his voice smooth and comforting as he advised, “The Myers family is currently under the control of Dorothy’s dad. She’s used to throwing her weight around in Vista Town. If I were you, I’d avoid going head–to–head

my hands and handed him a glass of water. “Dorothy’s family doesn’t keep

like that usually all about maintaining a good reputation?”

her mom would find a way to bring it down for her.” Mark took the glass, smiling lightly. “So, what

think?”

I understood then.

discipline her, it’s just that they would always

do anything to satisfy my whims, spoiling me. But unlike Dorothy, I wasn’t so fortunate. My parents passed away too

his sleeves neatly as I made my way to the kitchen. “Let me do it. Ladies should avoid kitchen fumes. It’s not

skin.”

embarrassed. It wasn’t customary to have a guest cook, especially since I had forgotten he

looked at me. “Being formal with me now?”

“Fine then, I’ve mostly

and wait for

wafted