Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 252

I couldn’t catch every word, but the message he tried to convey was crystal clear. A long–dormant part of my heart nearly succumbed once again. My nails dug into my palms.

The slight pain brought back a sliver of sanity. “Is it dry now?”

Bryant’s fingertips moved meticulously through my hair several times. “Yeah, pretty much done.”

The sound of the hairdryer ceased, leaving the room in silence.

Inodded “Um, thanks.”

Then, unexpectedly, he wrapped his arms around me from behind, his lips brushing my ear as he cautiously and ambiguously ventured. “Did you hear any of what I said?”

For someone as distinguished as him, this might have been the first time he had sincerely apologized to someone. Unlike the casual, thoughtless “sorry” from the past, he did lower his guard this time.

I wanted to give in, but fear held me back, the fear of getting burned again, of repeating past mistakes.

With a heavy heart, guided by reason, I responded, “I heard you. But, Bryant, some choices, once made, can’t be undone. There’s no turning back.”

eight years. But I

seemed my words slowly extinguished the innate pride men carry, inch

as he swallowed,

his hold and turned to look

lingered on me with reluctance. “So,

direct stare made me uneasy. What

I could cook dinner as a way

go ahead! With those words, I brushed past him

at the documents on my desk. “Selling

He was bound to figure it out eventually, and there was no point in hiding it. “But it seems tough to sell. The

had a great layout. Plus, I had taken good care of it. It was almost as good as new, Logically, it shouldn’t

did you return

get complicated between us. You should focus on the Ferguson Group.” I was

turning to cook with groceries he had

the air. A spread of spicy food graced the table

was surprised.