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

I knew had always been flamboyant and

He was always himself.

of my face, saying with deep meaning, "If you

reality, my

rang out, "Go on,

"Okay!"

sniffed, drawn by the delicious smell of dinner, and hurriedly washed my hands before sitting at the

dishes and a soup, each looking incredibly

surprise, "Have you been to a cooking school these past

to access chapters of novels

and served me a spicy shrimp, "Eat slowly; eating

"Got it."

nodded vigorously and

I wanted to wash the

easier when we

"I'm here; you don't need to do these

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

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

this time, he didn't let me sit

move around on the

something. "Gregory,