Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 250

As I twisted the doorknob, I felt a firm grip on my collar from behind. A menacing voice hissed, “You little tramp! Thought you could fool me, huh? Damn, I’ll show you!”

“Please, no!” But no matter how much i struggled, my strength had already been sapped at that moment, leaving me no choice but to be dragged toward the bed.

“Does anyone else hear that? Sounds like a couple fighting.” Suddenly, the cultured voice of a middle–aged man echoed through the hallway outside

“Oh, come on, Dad. They’re just a couple who checked into a hotel. A little spat is normal. Let’s keep moving. I already told the restaurant to start preparing our meal.”

The man holding me turned livid, finally realizing I had left the door ajar. He threw me to the ground, reaching to shut the door, but someone pushed it open from the outside!

A pair of polished men’s shoes came into view, followed by the sight of neatly pressed pants encasing long legs.

Thinking it was the middle–aged man who had spoken earlier, I threw myself toward him, pleading, “Please, save me. I didn’t come here with anyone. I don’t even know this man!”

“Jane?” A familiar, soothing voice sounded above me!

Lifting my

head, I locked eyes with Bryant’s gloomy gaze and felt relief, though my vision blurred with tears. The next second, I saw Dorothy and her family with him. The man who had spoken was Richard.

stumbled back, blinking back the tears as I used

mouth dropped in shock as she clung to Susan’s arm. “My God, you just got divorced, and you’re already

man?”

seemed to enlighten

buzz–cut man glared at me as if I had deceived him, hurling accusations, “So you’re freshly divorced? Lonely and desperate, are you? Looking for a quick fix?

but I heard Bryant, his voice cold as ice, instructing

the truth!”

that, Bryant draped his coat around me and effortlessly lifted me into his arms,

of your stuff first. Richard nodded, his gaze lingering on

on the

glanced coldly at Bryant “Mr. Ferguson, are you sure about this? Today’s dinner is crucial for the partnership

looked back at Susan. “I’m sorry. My wife comes first”

Without the Myers family, the Ferguson Group’s mess.

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is noted. I’ll handle it” With a brisk, determined stride, Bryant carried me away, leaving a trail of tense stares behind

me down until we

disheveled clothes, barely containing his

shook my head, voice