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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 134

I could tell he wasn't joking around.

And the last thing I wanted was for him to disturb Christine upstairs, so I gave in, "Fine."

Before heading out, Christine did what Mark had done earlier, wrapping me in an extra-long down coat and even pulling a beanie over my head.

"Don't think I'm being over the top."

Christine tapped my forehead lightly, "Read online that cold winds now could lead to headaches later."

"Alright, alright, you're the best."

She meant well, and after agreeing with her multiple times, I casually slipped into a pair of shoes and headed downstairs.

Seeing me emerge from the apartment building, Bryant's gaze was deep, "Why all bundled up? You sick?"

"You care?"

I realized that I had lost the ability to have a decent conversation with him.

If he truly cared, even without knowing about my pregnancy, he should have checked on me after yesterday's incident.

Regardless of the severity, I was hit by a car.

"Do you have to be so sarcastic?" he shot back.

I didn't want to get tangled in a pointless argument, so I got straight to the point, "What do you want?"

I had no interest in bickering over trivial matters in the middle of the night.

He frowned, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

I met his gaze coldly, "Why should I wait for you?"

And I was thankful that I hadn't been foolish enough to wait.

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