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.”

years. But I wanted to love myself a little

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

apple bobbing as he swallowed,

hold and turned to look at him. “Thank you. I’m fine now.

me with reluctance. “So, that’s

stare made me uneasy. What else

maybe I could cook dinner as a way to

brushed past him and dove

glanced at the documents on my

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

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

away. “So, why did you return the money I transferred to

the Ferguson Group.” I was

seemed contemplative before turning to cook with groceries

Margaret’s blessing, he could cook well. Soon, the delicious aroma filled the air. A spread of spicy food graced the

was surprised.