Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 269

“It’s my fault.” He said, quilt lacing his tone as he wrapped me in a gentle embrace, his voice filled with memorse and tendemess, “I never truly took the time to understand you before. I saw you as Independent, resilient, but never stopped to think from a husband’s perspective. To really get to know you, to cherish you”

“But I promise, 11 do better from now on ”

Before I could respond or reject him, he quickly added, “I have to head to the office now. Enjoy your breakfast. Let me know if there’s anything specific you want to eat, and I bring it over tomorrow”

“Bry…” Before I could finish, he was gone,

I glanced at the still steaming breakfast on the table and sat down to eat.

After all, wasting food was not an option.

Over the next few days, Bryant became as punctual as clockwork, appearing at my doorstep every morning without fail.

If I didn’t open the door, he didn’t linger, he just left the food hanging on the door.

Each breakfast was different and come with a sticky note.

“I remember you loved these when we had breakfast at the mansion. I didn’t need Gary’s reminder

this Sunday. Want to build a snowman together?”

let me in?”

miss you.”

sticky note, something inside me softened a bit, only

his determination to wait until I opened the

Reluctantly, I did.

need to talk to you in person today.”

he spoke abruptly. “No matter what happens, you need

washed over me,

gravity. “Just take care of yourself. Don’t listen, don’t look, don’t believe anything

was about to press for answers when his phone

said, “7 might not be able to come by for

he answered the call and left with

something to do with Jarrod

ར ཎྜ ཇ ཅ ཆ ཇ

it shouldn’t make Bryant

news online but found nothing of note.

a message from

pick–up time.