Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 237

I would be waiting for him to come home, waking up to find him sleeping beside me in the morning. That feeling of bliss had me hooked, so deep and true. But once the illusion shattered, there was no going back. I even found my past self laughably naive.

He was going through the motions while I felt genuine happiness. A sourness surged from my heart to my nose. I turned away, sniffed, and didn’t pick up the conversation. I didn’t know what else to say. Should I play the victim, or should I curse him out? None of it made any sense.

He exhaled deeply. “I’m starting to realize… Teresa Isn’t exactly who I thought she was.”

I pursed my lips. “How old were you again when Teresa got into that accident trying to save you?”

“Twelve,” Bryant remembered clearly, answering without hesitation.

I couldn’t help but mutter, “No wonder she could fool you so easily.”

A grade–schooler could not tell good from evil. And a grown person, who, in trying to save him, ended up in a hospital bed, not to mention Albert’s constant coaching.

into the Fergusons, all to get a fancier lifestyle and maybe

did you say?” Not catching my mutter, Bryant asked with

brushed it off. “Nothing much. So, what made you think Teresa wasn’t quite the person you thought she was?”

Margaret’s affairs but still wanted me to marry Margaret.” Bryant’s tone was cold, filled with an indescribable

that this mother

like cats and dogs, and then, they

then? One as the

was a softness in his eyes as if making a promise, “I’m not going to marry anyone. Don’t listen to or believe what other people

my fist, “Who you marry has nothing

I checked the time, hinting at him to leave. “It’s

to maintain a distance, given the

to superiority, he couldn’t handle being brushed off. He got up, a bit shaky. “I transfer the money to you, and

his eyes were moist, and his voice hoarse.

need it. What I do with the house is my business,