Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 265

As I was diligently scrubbing his back, completely focused on the task at hand, out of nowhere, he let out a soft sound, “Well…”

I paused my movements, utterly baffled, and tumed to look at him.

His eyes were soft, and his voice clear and untroubled as he said, “I admit, I’m the one with impure thoughts.”

I was about to say something when my gaze involuntarily drifted downwards, and I noticed he was visibly aroused.

My cheeks flamed with heat, and I threw the towel aside, “Do it yourself!

Jerk! Even in this state, he still had the energy for such thoughts.

Bryant’s injuries were severe, but the doctors at BlessedCare Medical Facility lived up to their reputation. Plus, the care he received in the hospital room was nothing short of excellent.

Within a week, the doctor announced he could be discharged.

He added, “Mrs. Ferguson, Mr. Ferguson’s speedy recovery owes much to your devoted care. You truly are a model couple! No wonder the internet is filled with stories of Mr. Ferguson doting on his wife. With such a wonderful wife, it’s only right to cherish her.”

Bryant’s smile was one of complete satisfaction.

I found the latter comment rather ironic

I later heard that the doctor was promoted to Deputy Director that very day

packed clothes to Kevin, “Take these back to the Ferguson Mansion. They’ll

clothes with a

a slight

to the garage, Bryant spoke up first.

need,” I pointed towards my y car, “I brought

on having his way, he

“Will do!”

relieved, and tumed to walk to my car.

at last!

in the hospital, no matter how comfortable the room, had been far from

my stomach, I collapsed into

day, not even Christine’s visit

room to wake me up for lunch

those dark circles.”

hint of disdain, “If I didn’t know you’ve been caring for Bryant in the hospital, I’d think you’ve been out

eyes, “Taking care of someone sick

and the continuous fever over several days, I often found myself waking up in the middle of the night to

and have lunch. Then

to get up, she cursed, “That damn

the table was a meticulously ordered takeout. And it was all my favorite

help but feel touched, “Chris, you’re