Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 342

This was the first time I’d ever seen Gregory wear such an expression.

It wasn’t exactly nervousness, excitement, or panic…But it was definitely a far cry from his usual defiant swagger.

In that moment, I couldn’t help but see shades of Bryant in him.

Suddenly, I became even more composed, almost cold–hearted, as I pushed down the surge of emotions that threatened to break free and turned around sharply.

“Go on,” I said calmly.

Gregory hadn’t hung up yet. He took a long stride toward me, wrapped me up in one arm, and held me tight, stopping me from breaking free despite my efforts.

He murmured a few words into the phone, “Careful not to get hoodwinked. I’ll be there once I’ve smoothed things over.”

Then, he ended the call and tossed his phone into his pocket. His hand cupped my cheek, squeezing it till my face was distorted, yet he spoke with a hint of resentment, “Why are you running? Did you even hear what I said earlier?”

“Let go of me.”

“…Pfft.”

as he let out a snort of laughter and refused to let go, even

his hand away, forcing him to release me. I pursed my lips slightly, hiding my bitterness. “Gregory… Mr. Ford, I’m not like

“Games?”

slightly, his tongue clicking against his teeth in annoyance. “Do you

“Aren’t you?”

gently, and I shivered, wrapping my coat tighter around me. “Like you said, if there’s no news from Lilliana in the next few days, you’d stop waiting. But

backup

had both tried to convince me otherwise, and I almost bought into it. But in this moment of clarity, I looked at Gregory,

background, plenty of well–to–do beauties were at his beck and call. I wasn’t even in

even wider than it had been

his eyes were disturbingly sober. He smirked, his tone as dismissive as ever,

“I don’t know.”

voice soft. “All

was none of

if I told you I actually prefer

looking up in

“Don’t ‘huh‘ me.”

my forehead and handed me the box of late–night snacks, “I can’t promise much, Jane, but I’m definitely not

don’t need your

too many promises