Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 259

I let my eyelashes flutter down as I took a deep, silent breath. “It is different.”

Deciding on divorce didn’t mean I wished any harm to him.

Bryant sat on the bed, reaching out with his long arm to pull me closer, looking up at me. “What’s different?”

His gaze

had me all over the place.

I said, “Everything’s different. If anyone got hurt today, I’d be concerned.”

“Anyone?” He echoed my words, his tone turning sharp. “If it had been Mark, would you have rushed over as quickly?”

I answered without hesitation, as if to prove a point, adding,

all, a good friend of mine. No one could

by aggression. “And you’d be fine gazing at his bare chest

he hadn’t put on a shirt after changing his bandages, his chest bare except for the gauze. His broad shoulders and well–defined muscles were on full display. My thoughts

heat up, but his words sparked my anger. “Yes, got a problem with

allow you to look at other men like that, especially

“On what

Bryant enunciated every word, noticing my displeased expression, and then

refuse, picking up the shirt from the hospital bed and softly saying, “You should listen to the

flash of

life wasn’t in danger was enough for me. Just a look at him would reassure me. Anything more was unnecessary, only serving to

slightly at his unusual body temperature. He had a

him into his shirt,

a sulking child, jaw clenched,