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."

about me, and I worry about

wiped my face and said, "Then tell me the

the day after tomorrow, and then you can

"I..."

good, I still have a meeting to attend. Wait

quickly added, "Gregory, we're abroad, it's not good to keep Mr. John waiting too long."

you back

anything more out of

"Okay, go on."

sleep, good

"Good night."

up, my heart felt stuffed with cotton, struggling

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

nice tonight, the

harvest

festival, a time

I just hoped...

He would return safely.

the temperature in the hotel room drop several degrees after

murderous intent in Gregory's eyes, along with a trace

who sent you to kill

on the floor remained

coldly

earlier, what did you say? Oh, in English, it's called 'shutting

kneeling kept their heads down, still not

a taser handed to

is fine, I'm in a bad mood today, but

a job, didn't know Gregory

to send my assistant away, attacking me alone in my hotel room." "This isn't 'shutting the door to beat the

gentleman into the

urn, I'm

Gregory's metaphor, they were struck hard,

Lucius to pull one of the

tapped the taser on the camera in front of him, lifting

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

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