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 a break, will

wiped my face and said, "Then tell me

the day after tomorrow, and then

"I..."

meeting to attend. Wait for me to

not good to

back once I'm done,

more out of him now, didn't want to hold up his

"Okay, go on."

sleep, good

"Good night."

up, my heart felt stuffed with

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

nice tonight, the moonlight clear

full, signifying the harvest festival

festival, a time

I just hoped...

He would return safely.

room

a fleeting murderous intent in Gregory's eyes, along

sent you to

on the floor

scoffed coldly and

say? Oh, in English, it's called 'shutting the door to beat the

kneeling kept their heads

up a taser handed to him

in a bad mood today, but that won't stop me

kneeling, merely hired for a job, didn't know Gregory well and thought he

at the time. "Creating an explosion back home to send my assistant away, attacking me alone in my hotel room." "This isn't 'shutting the door to beat the dog.'

gentleman into

this urn,

on the floor could grasp Gregory's metaphor, they

to pull one of

camera in front of

lesson cost you a lot, I'm sure you've

...

end of the camera was indeed