Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 459



I was lying in the hospital bed, nodding slowly. "Yes, Gregory."

Initially, as I was searching for Gregory, I had slowly come to terms with the possibility that he might have died, this terrible piece of news.

But then, as I lay there on the hospital bed, clarity struck me. He couldn't be dead.

That day, our chance encounter on the street must have been a divine sign.

After that, my health improved rapidly, as if someone on their deathbed had suddenly found a reason to heal.

Now, Gregory was far from his usual carefree self, his expression grave. "You can't keep doing this, Jane," he said sternly.

"Then take care of yourself," I shot back.

His stern look didn't scare me one bit. "Gregory, if you dare get yourself hurt, I dare to die just to show you."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Yes, I'm threatening you. Are you scared?"

"Scared." He was at a loss with me, his eyes filled with fear and affection. "I'm not scared of anything, except for something happening to you." "Then promise me, promise me you'll take care of yourself."

I was scared too.

Palmer again would

attack, but a stab in the back is

forehead, planting

"Pinky promise."

finger. "You promise me, and

He curved his lips into a slight smile, hooking his finger with mine, giving it a gentle shake. "Jane, from now on, no one can take my life, except for

why would I want

uneasy with such talk. "I just want you to

a case of mistaken identity, or just my

the way, where were you last

then gently touched my scar. "Just, I didn't run into you. Imagine, if we had

the subtext of

My heart trembled slightly.

I saw

been mistaken. It wasn't

meet, but he saved me

you that day, you were on the Champs-Élysées in

"Right."

erratic. "Your

"No."

save me? It's since then

in his eyes.