Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 397

Before he could finish his sentence, my phone slipped from my trembling fingers.

I was standing by the window, my fingers trembling non–stop, until Bryant left. His Rolls Royce slipped out of Ferguson Mansion into the darkness of the

night.

Until its taillights vanished from my sight.

Twenty minutes passed before I could bring myself to open the drawer of my bedside table and pull out a paring knife, pressing it against my wrist.

Blood flowed, warm and glaring.

But the cut wasn’t deep. Not enough to kill.

Barefoot, I twisted the doorknob and stepped out, heading downstairs, where Gary met me. “Mrs. Ferguson, Bryant asked me to…”

He stopped mid–sentence, startled by the blood trailing down my arm.

“Gary, I don’t mean to be a burden.”

Pain seemed foreign to me as I grabbed my car keys. “Let the bodyguards know to let me out, or else Bryant will only find my body upon his return.”

Gary, eyes filled with pity, followed me to the car, hastily opening the door for me. “Why do this… Bryant only wants what’s best for you…”

“For my best?”

I laughed as I climbed into the driver’s seat. “It seems you’ve forgotten how we got to this point.”

haven’t felt the pain yourself, then you don’t really get it.

car sped along

my wrist with the

inding the

wound.

09.03

Chapter 397

I kept my eyes glued to the road, one thought consuming

had an accident at the research facility. That’s where

say, “Jane, got a bit of conscience, coming to find me?”

had

“Beep, beep-”

truck appeared out

but for some odd reason, I ended up yanking the wheel

early

cold was

became more and more difficult.

woke up, I was

hadn’t died. The wound on my wrist had

releasing a heavy sigh of relief. “Jane,

“Mark…”

throat had been cut open, talking was pure torture, my voice was all rough and harsh.

following your

here. No one can find you unless you want them to.”

“Thank you…”

people would instinctively swerve right. Why did you go