Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 346

Even though the hallway was covered with thick-piled carpet, the sharp pain of my tailbone hitting the ground snapped me out of my daze.

The person who had brought me up was Bryant.

And I had mistaken him for someone else.

Perhaps sensing my resistance, Bryant paused for a moment, his silhouette against the light as he let out a mocking chuckle, "So, you're dead set on being with him? Waiting to play bridesmaid when he marries Lilliana?"

Gregory always had a sharp tongue, "Are you referring to yourself?"

With his long strides, Gregory was by my side in a heartbeat, helping me up from the floor, and offering Bryant a dismissive smile, "Mr. Ferguson, take care, we won't see you out."

Bryant clenched his fists, trying to suppress his rage, "You better focus on Lilliana. Jane, she'll only ever belong to me."

"She's never been anyone's possession." Gregory's voice was calm. "She belongs to herself."

Bryant's gaze turned icy as he extended a hand towards me, probably the most humble gesture he'd ever made, his version of a compromise, "Come on, stop making a scene. You and he, it's never going to work. Come back home with me."

"It doesn't matter what happens between him and me, or anyone else for that matter, it's none of your business."

My head was throbbing, but my words were clear, "You and I, we've been over for a long time. Stop saying things that could cause misunderstandings."

At that, Bryant was seething with a destructive rage, his tone terrifyingly low, "Afraid of misunderstandings? Whose?"

He glanced at Gregory, sneering, "His misunderstandings? Jane, don't tell me you've actually fallen for him. Don't use him to make me jealous."

I couldn't help but want to laugh, "And why can't I fall for him?"

Whether it was the alcohol or just a rebellious impulse, I reached for Gregory's collar, tiptoed, and brushed my lips against his cheek.

Even in my drunken state, I could almost hear heartbeats pounding furiously.