Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 480

The next morning dawned bright and early.

Half–asleep, I turned over, and my hand brushed against something unexpected. No, not something–someone.

I jolted awake to find myself wrapped in someone’s arms, and the owner of those arms was gazing at me with such tenderness, as if trying to pour all his gentleness into the look. “Awake?” he asked, his voice slightly hoarse, raspy from sleep.

Memories of last night slowly pieced together, and I felt a flush of embarrassment. Yet, I boldly wrapped my arms around him, snuggling closer into his embrace with a defiant whimper, “Nope, still wanna sleep.”

That sleep was the deepest slumber I had had in ages. Completely peaceful, without a single

dream.

Gregory raised an eyebrow, his tone lazy. “A sleepyhead, huh?”

“I’m all yours,” I replied, nuzzling against his chest. The crisp scent of mint somehow felt revitalizing.

He chuckled softly, “Calling me a sleepy pig?”

“Not at all.” I looked up to place a kiss on his chiseled jawline. “I meant, I belong to you.”

I was totally, completely his.

Gregory paused for a moment, then leaned in for a deep kiss, overpowering me until my body went limp, and I playfully protested, “Stop, stop, stop…”

last night. Yet, my face instantly flamed up, and I scrambled out of his embrace, “I–I should check on Ike!

the care of Christine Jackson. They got along surprisingly well. When I called, Ike assured me right next to her,

me, a laugh in his voice, “Just lighting fires,

else!” I dashed into the walk–in closet to change quickly, “I’m

for me a few minutes.”

quickly after a swift wash, and

face. Just a splash

“What’s with the look, planning to kiss me in broad daylight?”

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flickered to the camera above, remembering his antics from the night

finish, he planted a kiss on my forehead, “Grump, if you won’t kiss me, then I’ll kiss

broad daylight? Heat rushed to my face again, and I raised my hand to hit

chased after him.

front door was ajar, indicating Christine and Ike were already up. Gregory dashed inside, then suddenly halted, causing me to crash into his back. I

did it hurt?” His tone distracted, Gregory turned to

randomly covered my nose, “Here.”

as long as it’s not your brain.”

discovered his ticklish spot the night before. Sure enough, he jerked away, capturing my hand, his lips curving, “Resorting

I need to be smart,” I retorted, “Otherwise, one day you’ll sell me off, and I’ll still be counting the money for you…”

called out, and following it, I noticed an additional presence

at me with a gentle smile and said, “Jane,

to regain my composure, “You shouldn’t have bothered, he just video–called