Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 415

Regret and discontent mingled in Bryant’s heart, but Steven seemed unfazed. “Look, man, you should’ve never been the one to bring up divorce first. What’s critical between two people is that push and pull, you know? Love’s all about that tug of war.”

Bryant stayed silent for a moment before asking, “Is there still a chance to fix things?”

An idea struck Steven. “Play the sympathy card.”

“Sympathy card?” Bryant was skeptical, “No use, she won’t fall for that.”

Steven shrugged, “If the soft approach won’t cut it, guess we gotta play hardball.”

Hardball, huh.

Two years back, he had watched her, driven to the brink by his own actions, losing sleep and barely eating. He’d consulted his therapist about it, who mentioned it looked a lot like depression. The severe kind.

Swirling his drink, for the first time, he felt utterly helpless. He couldn’t control her anymore. But to let her be with Gregory? That was something he couldn’t

1. do.

When I got home, Christine was lounging on the couch, deeply engrossed in a video game.

Seeing me, she looked up, surprised, “You’re back?”

I

went over to the kitchen sink to

still focused on her game, teased, “Looks like Gregory didn’t impress much, huh? I guess

not exactly

it on the way home. “It’s

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an injury.”

atrophied by now. But Gregory’s were just like anyone else’s.

her expression changing, “Wait, why did you change

knew she was jumping to conclusions, so I explained, “Got caught in the rain. Just borrowed a shirt from his cousin temporarily.”

study. I had just tossed them there and in my haste, forgot to grab them when I left.

for a moment before nodding, “Does he know about your divorce

“Yeah, he knows.”

“He thought I’d been happily living at the Ferguson family, playing

you set him straight?”

“Nope.”

the cold water, soothing my throat, before kicking off my shoes and sitting cross–legged on the carpet,

me because of his depression. And