Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 410

The moment she spoke, the jovial banter filling the private room fell into sudden silence.

I followed her gaze and immediately spotted Gregory.

His slender fingers were casually holding a glass of wine, the sleeves of his dark shirt carelessly rolled up to reveal his lean forearms, a glint of cool light reflecting off his wristwatch.

Hearing the noise, he raised his eyebrows slightly, casting an indifferent glance our way. Our eyes locked mid-air.

He was, indeed, still alive.

A mix of surprise and joy surged through me, lifting my spirits as a smile unknowingly curved my lips. "Greg..."

Before I could finish, I noticed his gaze was cold, as if nothing moved him, he was as indifferent as a stranger.

Gregory looked at me, seemingly waiting for me to speak first, yet also appearing slightly perplexed.

It felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over me, cutting off any words I had.

The others in the room also looked at me with a hint of confusion.

Among them were two people I had met a couple of years ago at Dorothy's birthday party—Gregory's childhood friends.

The woman who had opened the door earlier asked, "Were you looking for him for something?"

I pursed my lips, managing a small smile, "No... nothing. Just didn't expect to see him here in RiverCity. Sorry for the interruption, I'll be going now!"

It was enough to know he was alive and well.

I hastily returned to our room, where Christine leaned in, "What happened? Did you run into someone you know?"

"No."

I shook my head, changing the subject, "Let's eat, I'm starving."

Mark then started talking about Bella again.

Throughout the meal, my mind kept drifting back to the earlier encounter.

However, I hadn't expected that wouldn't be the end of it.

When we were about to leave, Mark went ahead to settle the bill.

Christine and I had just stepped out when the door to another private room opened.