Lost Me Gained Regret

He chuckled, "Jane, do you have any idea how much of my life you've missed?"

"How much?"

"Let's not count the years before I found you."

Gregory didn't even pause before he proudly stated, "You've been absent for 758 days. In those 758 days, I've changed; I'm not the same person I was."

I was somewhat touched, but his last sentence made me slowly type out a question mark, "Hmm?"

"I can cook now."

He lifted his chiseled jaw, pinned me to the couch with a calm demeanor, and said, "Just wait for dinner."

With that, he headed into the kitchen.

I leaned against the back of the couch, slightly worried, but seeing his smooth and practiced movements through the glass door, I relaxed.

I found a more comfortable position and watched his every move.

My heart felt full, wishing time could stop at this moment.

The man wore a hand-tailored white shirt, its sleeves casually rolled up to reveal his delicate wrists and toned forearms.

The shirt was tucked into his trousers, embracing his long legs. The clothes were a bit wrinkled from our earlier flirtation, adding a sense of disarray.

it strangely suited

Gregory I knew had always

He was always himself.

with deep meaning, "If you keep looking at me like that,

to reality, my cheeks

teasing laugh rang out, "Go on, wash up for

"Okay!"

the delicious smell of dinner, and hurriedly washed my hands before

set with three dishes

at him in surprise, "Have you been

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a spicy shrimp, "Eat slowly; eating too fast is

"Got it."

vigorously and

dinner, I wanted to wash the

easier when we

a finger, "I'm

used to this, you'll have to do it all

cheek, smiling. "It seems you're not

let me

just ate; let's move around on

suddenly realized something. "Gregory, have you noticed you've become quite the