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.

feared that facing Palmer again would bring back the

dodge an open attack, but a stab in the back is hard to

my forehead, planting a kiss.

"Pinky promise."

little finger. "You promise me, and I promise you. Gregory, for each other,

hooking his finger with mine, giving it a

would I

immediately felt uneasy with such talk. "I just want you to be here, that's

likely a case

where were you last year

Imagine, if we had met that day, would you have

subtext of

My heart trembled slightly.

I saw that

been mistaken. It

didn't actually meet, but

day, you were on the Champs-Élysées

"Right."

suddenly erratic. "Your suicide attempt, was it

"No."

off his wild assumptions with a definitive answer, grabbing his hand. "Gregory, were you sent by God to save me? It's since then that I've felt hopeful, and in a few months,

looked skeptical, guilt still evident in his eyes. "Really?" "Lying makes