Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 370

“I’ll take you home.”

Hearing those words made my eyes unexpectedly well up with tears. After all these years, it felt like no one had ever said that to me. Gregory was the first.

I tried my best to keep my eyes wide open, holding back the tears, and looked at him, “Gregory, if I’m not Lily, can we still be friends?”

I couldn’t believe I was entertaining such a ridiculous thought, clinging to the bit of warmth, even if it was just being friends, only friends.

After hearing my words, Gregory raised an eyebrow, smiled at me, and casually uttered two words, “No way.” I somehow made my way back to my room, lost in thought. It wasn’t until I sat on the couch for a while that I realized I hadn’t even figured out whether his response was to the first or the second part of my question. Was it impossible for me not to be Lilliana? Or was it impossible for us to remain friends?

“Hey, just got back?” Christine had just finished showering and asked while drying her hair.

Snapping back to reality, I nodded, “Yeah.”

She applied a face mask and plopped beside me, smoothing it out with her fingers, curiously asking, “What was the rush with Gregory looking for you? What happened?”

“He thinks I’m Lilliana.” I unscrewed a bottle of water, ready to take an allergy pill.

my arm. “Have you eaten anything? You’re just going to

I smiled.

me have sandwiches. But before he took me upstairs, we had dinner

Christine finally let go, handing me a pill, her words muffled, “But why on earth would he think you’re Lilliana? The Myers family already has a Lilliana, and you’ve asked Mark to

day, I had an allergic reaction to peanuts, but the

face mask in shock. “So, you’re the real heiress of the Myers family? A real

said, “I doubt it’s very likely.”

that question before entering because it seemed so implausible. I might dare to speculate if I were someone with unknown parents. But it seemed

way.” Christine raised her index finger thoughtfully, “Let’s speculate wildly for a moment! Have you ever

asked, puzzled,

“Jane.”

becoming more convinced as she

case.

heartbeat quickened, and my head buzzed. “I’m not the real Jane. And the biological

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