Chapter 342

This was the first time I’d ever seen Gregory wear such an expression.

It wasn’t exactly nervousness, excitement, or panic…But it was definitely a far cry from his usual defiant swagger.

In that moment, I couldn’t help but see shades of Bryant in him.

Suddenly, I became even more composed, almost cold–hearted, as I pushed down the surge of emotions that threatened to break free and turned around sharply.

“Go on,” I said calmly.

Gregory hadn’t hung up yet. He took a long stride toward me, wrapped me up in one arm, and held me tight, stopping me from breaking free despite my efforts.

He murmured a few words into the phone, “Careful not to get hoodwinked. I’ll be there once I’ve smoothed things over.”

Then, he ended the call and tossed his phone into his pocket. His hand cupped my cheek, squeezing it till my face was distorted, yet he spoke with a hint of resentment, “Why are you running? Did you even hear what I said earlier?”

“Let go of me.”

“…Pfft.”

as he let out a snort of laughter and refused to

bitterness.

“Games?”

teeth in annoyance. “Do

“Aren’t you?”

Lilliana in the next few days, you’d stop waiting. But

the backup was

Ramona and Molly had both tried to convince me otherwise, and I almost bought into it. But in

plenty of well–to–do beauties were at his beck and call. I wasn’t even in

us was even wider than it had

alcohol, but his eyes were disturbingly sober. He smirked, his tone as dismissive as

“I don’t know.”

was too cold. I sniffled, wrapping my down jacket tighter and kicked a pebble, my voice soft. “All I know is, you’re both men, and the ones you really

was none

“What if I told you

looking up

“Don’t ‘huh‘ me.”

forehead and handed me the box of late–night snacks, “I can’t promise much, Jane, but I’m definitely not

don’t need your

heard too many promises

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