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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 251

"He's Margaret's ex-husband," Bryant caught my puzzled look and explained in a low voice, "It's time she learned her lesson."

Suddenly, it clicked for me.

Previously, since Timothy wasn't fond of her, Margaret's attendance at the Ferguson family dinners was a testament to her shameless audacity. Thus, I had never encountered her ex-husband. Employing a taste of her own medicine, even if word got out, people would likely chalk it up to a dramatic breakup scene.

I wasn’t one to start trouble, but I wouldn't back down if someone were gunning for me.

Noticing me lost in thought, Bryant ruffled my hair gently. "You okay? Any injuries?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm fine."

But the memory of what happened in that room made me shiver, my hands trembling. I saw concern in Bryant's deep gaze that I hadn't noticed before.

He held me close with utmost patience, stroking my back gently and soothing, "It's okay. I'm here for you."

After a while, I felt a bit better, regained some strength, and moved to sit on a nearby chair.

I was genuinely surprised. "You believe me."

It was unexpected. After that twisted accusation, I thought Bryant would doubt me again, just like what he did with that misunderstanding involving Mark.

Bryant frowned. "When have I ever not believed you?"

I blurted out, "Mark."

"That was different," he said coldly, instructing the driver to head to the River Villa.

Upon arriving, he showed no signs of leaving but followed me upstairs. And he entered the house with me.

I raised an eyebrow. "Bryant, this is my home."

"Yeah, it's fine." This moment, one I had longed for so many times, was finally happening.

His fingers moved through my hair patiently, without a hint of irritation. Time seems to slow down.

"Jane, I'm sorry." Out of nowhere, he spoke up, his voice not raised, making it hard for me to catch everything.

I looked into the mirror, puzzled. "What did you say?"

As he continued to dry my hair, his gaze lowered, his lips barely moving, his voice intermingled with the sound of the hairdryer, yet filled with sincerity and earnestness.

"I never realized you cared for me in that way. I thought you were just after the gifts. I never paid attention to our anniversaries and your birthdays. I’ve been waiting for you to ask and taking your efforts for granted. Jane, I'm sorry."

He added, " I was never there when you needed me the most. I took everything for granted, never considering you might leave. Jane, I'm sorry. It’s not that I don’t love you. I just..."

He suddenly looked up, and we locked gaze in the mirror, his eyes reddened by the warmth, his gaze direct and passionate.

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