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.

the Fergusons, all to get a fancier lifestyle and maybe bring Margaret on

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

off. “Nothing much. So, what made you think Teresa wasn’t quite the person

to marry Margaret.” Bryant’s tone was

was surprised. The fact that this mother daughter duo could reconcile was

other day, they were at the town hall, fighting like cats and dogs, and then, they were

then? One as the wife, the other as the

in his eyes as if making a promise, “I’m not going to marry anyone. Don’t listen to

stunned, unconsciously clenching my fist, “Who you marry has nothing to do with me anymore. You don’t have to explain it.”

him to leave. “It’s

maintain a distance, given

handle being brushed off. He got up, a bit shaky.

eyes were

patience. “I told you, I don’t need