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.

facing Palmer again would

dodge an open attack, but a stab in the

gently caressed my forehead, planting a kiss.

"Pinky promise."

promise me, and I promise you.

giving it a gentle shake. "Jane, from

why would I want your

talk. "I just want you

likely a case of mistaken identity, or just my imagination, but I

the way, where were you last

you. Imagine, if we

subtext

My heart trembled slightly.

person I saw that

hadn't been mistaken. It

actually meet, but

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

"Right."

breathing suddenly erratic. "Your suicide attempt, was it

"No."

cut off his wild assumptions with a definitive answer, grabbing his hand. "Gregory, were you sent by God to save me? It's

evident in his eyes. "Really?" "Lying