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.

to Bryant after marrying into the Fergusons, all to get a

catching my mutter, Bryant asked

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

wanted me to marry Margaret.”

mother daughter duo could reconcile was beyond me.

were at the town hall, fighting like cats and dogs, and then, they were on the same page again.

One as the wife, the other

a promise, “I’m not going to marry anyone. Don’t

was stunned, unconsciously clenching my fist, “Who you marry has nothing to do with me anymore. You

to leave. “It’s late. I have things

maintain a distance, given the

brushed off. He got up, a bit shaky. “I transfer the money

alcohol, his eyes were moist, and his voice hoarse.

“I told you, I don’t need it. What I do with the