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.

again would bring back the horrors of the

attack, but a stab in the back is hard

gently caressed my forehead, planting a kiss. "Alright,

"Pinky promise."

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

smile, hooking his finger with mine, giving it a gentle

would I want

immediately felt uneasy with such talk. "I just want you to

most likely a case of mistaken identity, or just my

where were you last

I didn't run into you. Imagine, if we had met that

subtext

My heart trembled slightly.

I saw that day, it was

mistaken. It wasn't

actually meet, but

that day,

"Right."

his breathing suddenly erratic. "Your suicide attempt,

"No."

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

skeptical, guilt still evident in his