Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 639

After Mark Larson left the cabin, I gave the place a once-over.

Nothing.

Stepping outside, I was met with a surprise—people were actually waiting out there.

I tried to keep the irritation from my voice, “You guys with Samuel or Mark?”

Silence. But it was clear—if I made a move, they’d block me.

…

Elsewhere.

Gregory Ford looked like he’d lost his last friend, couldn’t even muster the enthusiasm to eat.

Samuel kept piling food onto his plate, but it went unnoticed.

Gregory was usually short on patience, and worrying about Jane Webster didn’t help. But he had to play it cool, needed to lower Samuel's guard.

“Not hungry,” he muttered, standing up to look towards the shore before heading into the forest.

Samuel followed him but got stopped at the entrance.

Gregory had a hunch—Jane was here.

“Don’t think just because I’m on this island, you can push me around. I won’t be joining the Norman family if I can’t see my wife,” he declared.

Samuel was cautious, especially about Mark and the influence he had.

Their past collaborations were always strictly business, with Mark usually keeping his own crew around, except for Josiah.

“But you know, we’ve got wild animals in the forest, so we keep people around to make sure the newbies don’t wander in,” Samuel offered, trying to ease the tension.

Gregory turned and left without a word. Passing some bushes, he spotted something shiny but didn’t react, continuing towards the shore.

Samuel tried to reassure him, “Take it easy, go rest in your room. I’ll bring her to you soon, safe and sound.”

Gregory didn’t respond, just kept walking to the shore.

As he was about to board a boat, Samuel’s men surrounded him.

Gregory stood by the boat, hands casually in his pockets, his handsome face expressionless, his brown eyes deep and captivating.

Samuel, heart racing, stepped closer, unable to hide the admiration in his blue eyes.