Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 338

My heart felt like it was being squeezed.

Just like Gregory had said, it was something subconscious, an inexplicable feeling from nowhere.

Seeing the sadness in his eyes, I found myself impulsively tiptoeing, reaching up to ruffle his hair.

But halfway through, I snapped back to reality, my hand frozen mid–air as I met his deep eyes, whispering soothingly, “Gregory, she wouldn’t blame you.”

There was a brief spark in his eyes, which faded as I hesitated. “You’re not her. How would you know what she’s thinking?”

“I’ve been through something similar,” I admitted with a bitter taste in my voice. “I had a good life, then suddenly lost my parents and had to fend for myself, striving and struggling to survive.”

Nooked back at him, offering a gentle smile. “If I were her, I wouldn’t blame you. And… I believe she wouldn’t either.”

People who’ve had it tough tend to empathize more with others.

His years of waiting were proof enough of his dedication.

He seemed touched, his usual sharp edges blunted. “Have these years been hard for you?”

I was younger,

time, I got used to it. These past few years, living lavishly with the Ferguson family, I can hardly say I’ve had it

“So, are you happy every

laugh, stepping into the room. “Please, most people are just trying their best

Are you happy?”

behind him and shooting me a glance. “You know

hadn’t been

pushing the conversation further.

you’d rather stay at a hotel, I can talk to her.” “No need,” I shook

enjoyed being with Ramona because I

didn’t feel awkward; it felt warm and

back in

left in the afternoon after receiving a

of sight, Ramona turned to me with a meaningful look. “Child, do you

caught me off guard, and I hurriedly denied, “No.”

“Is it that you don’t

at the neatly laid wooden tiles

hadn’t thought about it.