Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 278

Christine was rarely this serious, and a vague sense of unease began to rise in my heart.

It felt as if something was about to shatter.

I stared at Christine, biting my lower lip, “I’m all ears. Lay it on me.”

“Actually…”

Christine struggled with her words, clenched her teeth, and finally blurted out, “The person who took you to the infirmary in college, and the one who brought you food, it wasn't Bryant!”

Not Bryant?

My mind was buzzing, everything went blank for a second, and I was totally shocked.

It took a while before I could gather my thoughts, feeling as if a heavy stone was pressing on my chest, making my voice tremble, “Really?”

I knew it was true.

Christine knew too well how much this meant to me. She wouldn’t have told me unless she was absolutely sure.

But then...

What did all my years of affection amount to?

Christine nodded, “Yeah.”

“So... the person who helped me...”

I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, “Was it actually Mark?”

Christine was taken aback, “How did you know?!”

“It all makes sense now…”

I responded, but my mind was swirling with a bitter realization.

No wonder.

No wonder Bryant always thought I had a thing for Mark, constantly questioning the nature of my relationship with him.

No wonder he panicked when I told him my feelings for him were based on those actions.

He even asked me if I would still like him if it wasn’t him who helped me.

I should have realized sooner!

I was too blinded by my own assumptions…

All this time, the light I’d been chasing had never shone on me. Not even for a moment did he share his warmth with me.

He didn’t like me, yet he watched coldly as I suffered, mistaking him for someone else, falling and struggling in vain.

No wonder that gun was pointed at me without hesitation.