Lost Me Gained Regret

"Were you the one who changed my clothes?"

I woke up on the boat, draped in a set of peach-colored cotton pajamas.

Seeing Mark's shocked expression and then being caught up in a whirlwind of panic, I was too focused on finding a way out to remember the change of clothes.

A mix of emotions made me forget the incident completely.

Mark glanced at me, a fleeting emotion crossing his eyes, before he simply grunted in acknowledgment.

I tensed up immediately, a wave of revulsion surging within me.

I couldn't understand how Mark, once my most trusted and respectful friend, had become this person before me.

Even though it was done unconsciously, the mere thought made my skin crawl as if ants were marching all over me.

This physical discomfort was uncontrollable.

"All this drama over a change of clothes?" Mark said, pulling me up to the deck.

whipping around

to

overboard. Then, grabbing a chair, he sat

railing, keeping

in the world to get comfortable with each other. You'll get over this aversion eventually." My

All my meal wasted.

my clothes was enough

holding out a cup

he said, "We're about

looked towards the tail of the boat,

cup into my hands and patted my head. "Don't worry about it, we're in private waters,

I remained silent.

wasn't irritated by my attitude. He even gently tried to tuck my wind-blown hair behind my@ars. I frowned

liking to Gregory. If Gregory really wants to enter

Samuel is one of the biggest mob bosses around. Even Gregory wouldn't stand a chance in a direct confrontation." Hearing this, I clenched

love you more than Gregory ever could. Forget about him. If you behave, I might even let you keep the baby. But if you keep clinging to

back. In a swift motion, I splashed the water in

I threw the cup away, ditched the black coat, and made my way back to