Lost Me Gained Regret

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If that were the case, she was even more terrifying than I had imagined. Teresa gave a weak smile, her lips still a bit too pale. "It's all thanks to Bry's devotion. Even though I've been bedridden for years, I've been well cared for. And it's precisely because of this, you see, that I felt completely at ease entrusting Margaret to him." "Oh." I couldn't help but twitch the corner of my mouth, pretending not to catch the hidden meaning in her words. "That's nice." She had played the other woman herself and then set up her daughter to play the srole. Sadly, her daughter got a taste for it and didn't even spare her marriage. With that, I planned to head back to my room.

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"Ms. Webster." But Teresa stopped me. "We cbecause Margaret received srather peculiar photos, and you're involved, too. It wouldn't be right to show them to Bry without you, so please join us." I frowned, sensing it wasn't going to be good news.

With one hand casually in his pocket, Bryant spoke calmly, "Let's go downstairs. Jane must be starving." HCategories Search...

Ê 196/199 Once downstairs, Margaret couldn't wait to speak, but Bryant gave her a chilling glance. "I already mentioned Jane's skipped breakfast. What's the matter so urgent it can't delay a bit?" With that, he patted my shoulder, signalingto go and have breakfast. Margaret pouted, frustrated. "You're still defending her! Wait till you see the photos, and you'll know I was only looking out for you!" "Enough, Margaret." Experience always has the upper hand. Teresa didn't rush. "Let Ms. Webster have her breakfast first. Bry, you haven't eaten, either. Go on now." Indeed, my stomach was growling, so I made my way to the dining room. Gary instructed the staff to serve breakfast. Despite the Ferguson family's wealth, Timothy always frowned upon wastefulness, a tradition maintained at the Ferguson Mansion. Thus, breakfast was for two, including vegetable salad, pancakes, bread, milk, and oatmeal, accompanied by seasonal fruits. "Do you like it?" Seeingenjoy the meal, Bryant, sitting nearby, paused and asked with a smile.

"Glad you like it." He smiled faintly, his voice soft, "I can have them cook for you every day." "Yeah." He also paused, his emotions unreadable, before responding with a word.

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Then, we ate our breakfast in utter silence.

Bryant had finished his meal long before me, waiting patiently, albeit reluctantly, "You shouldn't always think the worst of them."

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