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.

strangely

knew had always been flamboyant and

He was always himself.

hand in front of my face, saying with deep meaning,

snapped back to reality,

laugh rang out, "Go

"Okay!"

of dinner, and hurriedly

set with three dishes and a soup,

surprise, "Have you been to a

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

a spicy shrimp,

"Got it."

vigorously and started

dinner, I wanted to wash

when we share

finger, "I'm here;

you afraid of spoiling me? If I get used to this, you'll have to do it all in the

be more than happy." He pinched my cheek, smiling. "It seems you're not spoiled yet; I need

me

just ate; let's move around

then suddenly realized something. "Gregory, have you