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?”

should I not be?”

casually hung up my coat and went over

didn’t impress much, huh? I guess being handicapped really affects

not exactly

home. “It’s more like he’s still recovering

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an injury.”

his muscles would’ve atrophied by now.

looked at me, her expression changing,

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

just tossed them there and in my haste, forgot

moment before nodding, “Does he know about your divorce yet?”

“Yeah, he knows.”

happily living at the Ferguson

set

“Nope.”

off my shoes and sitting cross–legged on the carpet, “How could I explain? Tell him about my depression? That I attempted suicide?”

his depression. And him finding out would only make him