Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 362

The VIP lounge was buzzing with tension the moment Bryant stepped in, transforming the air into something palpable. Everyone’s expression shifted dramatically, except for Gregory, practically radiating hostility.

Klein’s fury seemed to dissipate, leaving behind a veneer of a businessman’s composure and shrewdness. “Mr. Ferguson, your wife… is Ms. Webster?” he inquired, his gaze finally acknowledging my presence, granting me an identity.

Bryant’s voice was chilly as he retorted, “What do you think?”

“Mr. Ferguson, it would be smart to tell the difference between your wife and your ex–wife,” Gregory suggested coldly, though his firm stance was unmistakable.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to send you an invitation when we remarry,” Bryant quipped, attempting to pull me away from Gregory.

But Gregory stood firm, causing the tension to rise even further.

The fear of an impending blood draw had momentarily distracted me from the discomfort in my body, but Bryant’s arrival comforted me. And yet, the itch was unbearable.

Struggling against Gregory’s grip, I said, “You should… take care of Lilliana’s situation

first.”

Gregory left with me and something

seemed to misunderstand, his gaze darkening as if

you? Let Mrs.

said, ex–wife!” Gregory countered

fragile in her wheelchair, wheeled by

the moment Gregory’s attention shifted, I pulled away and said to Christine, “Let’s

toward the treatment room, where Klein had arranged a VIP suite for my infusion. Bryant didn’t object, and I wasn’t in a place to refuse, feeling as terrible as I

the door, speaking

“Mr/Carlson, it’s like a family feud washing up at our doorstep. If I had known Ms. Webster was

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you judge people by appearances?” York responded with a chuckle.

before adding a few more words, and ever

powerhouse in its own right.

at Bryant, asking, “Why

family gathering, you disappeared in the blink of an eye. York

curious. “Why were you looking for