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

just handed the packed clothes to Kevin, “Take these back to the Ferguson Mansion. They’ll know how to handle the laundry”

the clothes with

slight

spoke up first. “Let me drive

I pointed towards my

and just when I thought he might insist on having his

“Will do!”

tumed to walk to

at last!

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

getting home, taking a shower, and filling my stomach, I collapsed into bed and slept like a log.

Christine’s

noon when she came into my room to wake me up for

those

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

“Taking care of someone sick is no easier

the continuous fever over several days, I often found myself waking up in the

have lunch. Then you can continue with your caught–up sleep.”

“That damn scoundrel, look what he’s turned you into.”

waiting on the table was a meticulously ordered takeout. And it was

but feel touched, “Chris, you’re