Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 619



The line went dead silent.

I felt more certain of my suspicions and sniffled, "You keeping secrets from me, it's got me worried."

Gregory felt a headache coming on.

Telling her would cause worry.

Not telling her would cause even more worry.

Thinking this, his cold gaze, sharp as a blade, fixed on Lucius who had been clumsily tending to his wounds just moments ago.

Lucius felt wronged but bore it silently.

After dressing the wound, he quietly stepped back.

Gregory glanced at the wound on his abdomen, pinched the bridge of his nose, and finally spoke, "The negotiation didn't go smoothly, but you don't have to worry, I'm fine."

...

I had been waiting for him to speak, and during that agonizing minute-long wait, I was sure something had happened to him.

And here I was, unable to fly over and see him.

That would only distract and worry him more.

"Why don't you just tell me the truth? How can I not worry?"

Gregory let out a soft chuckle, "You don't have to make up excuses to want me back."

"I promise, I'll be back in a couple of days."

Lucius looked like he wanted to say something.

A gunshot wound, flying could tear it open.

And upon returning, wouldn't Jane demand a thorough check? How could he possibly hide it?

Better to find an excuse to stay and heal before going back.

"Don't cry now, I can't wipe your tears from this far away."

worry about me, and I worry about you too, give me

my face and said, "Then tell

the day after tomorrow, and

"I..."

good, I still have a meeting to attend.

it's not good to keep Mr. John waiting too long." Gregory asked me, "You heard

you back once

of him now, didn't want

"Okay, go on."

sleep,

"Good night."

hanging up, my heart felt

I wasn't sleepy now. I got up and walked to the

was nice tonight, the

was full, signifying the harvest festival was just around the

a time for

I just hoped...

He would return safely.

in the hotel room drop several degrees after

in Gregory's eyes,

who sent you to kill

the floor remained

scoffed coldly and

you say? Oh, in English,

kept their heads down, still not

picked up a taser handed to

fine, I'm in a bad mood today, but that won't stop me from teaching you

hired for a job, didn't know Gregory well

door to beat the dog," had seemed apt at the time. "Creating an explosion back home to

gentleman into the

urn, I'm beating the

grasp Gregory's metaphor, they

pull

on the camera in front of

cost you a lot, I'm sure you've understood it, right?

...

of the camera was