Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 300

I had wandered off, the chatter around me turning into a distant hum. But the word “lovers” cut through the noise loud and clear. Me? A singleton? That term couldn’t be further from my reality.

The Myers Mansion was a maze, just as Ramona had warned. Eventually, I had to swallow my pride and ask a servant for directions to find the dining room.

“Ah, you must be the Ms. Webster the matriarch has been buzzing about all morning?”

Spotting me as I navigated my way, the butler promptly instructed the staff to whip up an additional breakfast.

I offered a small smile and a word of thanks before settling for a peaceful meal, prompting the butler to leave.

Midway through my breakfast, a shadow loomed over me, and before I knew it, an accusation hurled my way.

about whatever plans you’ve

oatmeal didn’t falter as I replied, “And what schemes would those be?”

you don’t know. You’re not over Bryant and trying to use my grandma to

you.” I set down my spoon and frowned. “I still

deep in love, but stooping to desperate measures? That was way too

suddenly broke into a sly grin. “You were behind that payback

on the table, eyes narrowed. “I knew it was you. The bruises I got were the

And what do you plan to do about it?” I dropped the act. Given her arrogance, I had expected her to make a scene right there. Instead, she smiled sweetly. “I don’t plan to do anything for now because Bryant was so upset seeing my bruises.

miscarriage, he had blamed me without hesitation, even slapped

the warmth of the heated floors, a chill ran down my spine as I stood, “Is that so? Good for him. He truly is a wonderful man.” To Margaret, he was a great catch.