Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 457

"Bastard, dare you say the lab explosion had nothing to do with you?"NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Clarence was always straightforward, laying it all out there without a filter. He added, "Don't think for a moment that The Ford Group is in the bag for you, a bastard child. What makes you think you can stand your ground in the Ford family?"

"At the very least, I'm the one in the Ford family right now, am I not?"

Palmer smiled, glancing at Gregory, "Alright, I've delivered the message dad asked me to. Whether you come back or not, that's on you."

As he turned to leave, he twisted the knife a bit, "Oh, and happy birthday. I'm surprised you're still around to celebrate it."

With that, he left.

Clarence was livid. "What's he implying? That he regrets Greg didn't die in that lab two years ago??"

"Enough, Clarence."

Dailey was the picture of calm, "What's the point of bickering like this? It's beneath you."

Seeing Dailey and Gregory unfazed, Clarence cooled down, turning to Gregory, "Greg, was that explosion two years ago just about ruining his project?"

Dailey leaned back, "You're underestimating the younger brother's thirst for revenge."

I tensed up at that.

Palmer was known for his ruthless methods.

Even now, thinking back to that explosion, I felt a shiver down my spine.

If we were to clash with him again...

Gregory, sensing my anxiety, took my hand and gently squeezed, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen this time."

Dailey cut to the chase, "Are you going to the family dinner tomorrow night?"

"Of course." Gregory's lips curled up slightly. "Wouldn't miss it."

After everyone had left, Christine retreated to her room to dive into video games.

Ike took a bath and then crashed on the bed, his little belly sticking out, looking utterly peaceful in his sleep.

After tucking him in, I quietly closed the door behind me and headed out.

Gregory was still in the living room, waiting.

I was surprised, "You're still here?"

I had asked him to head home and rest while I helped Ike with his bath.

Gregory sat on the couch and pulled me down to sit on his lap, "I didn't want you to worry, thought I'd stay and comfort you a bit longer."

This kind of intimacy felt so natural with him.

If I didn't know him better, I'd suspect he was a seasoned heartbreaker.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head on his

shoulder, murmuring, "I am w

Gregory. I can't bear the thought of something happening to you again."

Another incident like the explosion could break me.

I'd lose my mind.

Gregory's chin rested on my head as he chuckled lightly, "Do you like me that much?"

"It's not about liking or not liking."

I glared at him, but then, under the weight of his expectant gaze, I

surrendered. "Okay, yes, I do like

you.

A lot That's why I can't stand the thought of you getting hurt

Thinking back, I couldn't pinpoint the exact moment I fell for him again.

Was it when he carried me out of that underground garage after I was kidnapped?

Or when he appeared with an umbrella as I was kneeling in the snow, freezing?

Or maybe when he kicked down the door to the room where I was tied up and being drained of my blood?

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Reflecting on it, he had saved me, helped me, countless times.

But my feelings for him didn't solidify in any specific moment.

It was his unwavering, unconditional, definitive choice to always pick me.

I could feel his favoritism in a very real way.

Gregory's gaze deepened, and he kissed me, stirring a whirlwind of emotions, "With you wanting me, how could I ever think of leaving? Jane, thaven't even married you, haven't had kids with you, haven't grown old with you yet."