Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 315

I stepped aside to let him in, kicking off my shoes. I couldn’t help but blurt out, “Did you find something about my origins?–

He paused and chuckled. “How did you guess right away?”

“What’s up?” I was dying to know. Even though my parents had passed away years ago, it mattered a lot to me whether I was their chitzt.

He sat on the couch, handing me a file as he sighed. “It turns out Allen was just spinning tales. You can stop worrying about it. It would only make your folks sad, wherever they are.”

When hearing that, my anxious heart finally settled, and I began flipping through the files, like my birth certificate, medical records from throughout my life, blood type, and date of birth. Everything matched. With each detail I had confirmed, my heart settled a bit more.

I was utterly at ease then. There was no mistake. I was the child of my parents, and their love for me was always genuine. “Thanks, Mark.” I said gratefully, “Have you eaten yet? There’s food in the fridge. I could whip something up for you…”

“I’ve had a work dinner. That’s why I’m here so late,” Mark declined and playfully scolded, “But didn’t you promise not to be so formal with me?”

“Huh?” I was stunned.

not to

like

we’re just friends or whatever, I

his words, and felt a sudden warmth at the affection in his gaze, quickly

didn’t push further. “It’s getting late. I should head out.”

me walk you

asked as we headed to

I was

7

“I feel

really,” I felt strangely defensive.

to someone like Gregory meant I was one of

social media until I found that photo of the

piggy bank was by the pillow, bathed in sunlight, exuding a sense of peace and

me feel his fondness

a ride again, I texted Gregory the next day and took