Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 458

Suddenly, my heart softened.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him tightly, letting him take what he wanted.

Probably because there were two other people in the bedroom, an adult and a child, Gregory didn't go too far, just a taste and no more. His eyes deepened as he asked, "Come over to my place?"

I felt my cheeks burn and glared at him. "Is Christine here to play matchmaker with your nephew?"

"Just this once."

He was thick-skinned.

But I still declined. "No way, we just made it official. Can't rush into things."

"Am I rushing?"

His gaze was teasing, his voice clear, "Besides, I just want to cuddle in bed. You're on your period, so it's not like we can go all in..."

"Gregory!"

So blunt! He just says whatever comes to mind.

I tried to cover his mouth, but it was too late to stop him from saying those words. My face felt even hotter, my ears burning.

He gently moved my hand away, holding it in his, raising an eyebrow, "Can't say that?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"...It's... It's too much."

"How is it too much?"

His eyes were mocking, "Even the ancients said, 'Appetite and desire are natural."

"...I can't argue with you."

Feeling embarrassed, I got up and started pushing him towards the door, "Alright, alright, it's late. You better go home and sleep."

"Oh."

Gregory responded dully, reluctantly following me to the door, waiting for the elevator.

One elevator per apartment, just like those fancy townhouses.

The elevator arrived quickly.

But Gregory made no move to enter.

I looked up at him, "What's..."

Before I could finish, he suddenly pulled me into a tight hug. Gentle yet firm.

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I was taken aback, not knowing where this was coming from, but didn't push him away. Just as kwas about to enjoy his embrace, his hand on my arm slowly moved down.

From my elbow to my forearm.

Finally, resting on my wrist.

His warm, dry thumb slid under the bracelet of beads I was wearing, caressing the scars on my wrist.

I tensed up.

I had always kept it from him... How did he know?

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But soon, I looked up at him, "It hurts, a lot. Gregory, if anything happens to you again, it might hurt all over."

Actually, this wound wasn't really his fault.

It just happened on his birthday.

That day, I received a highly prestigious award, amid applause.

Many people, familiar and unfamiliar, gave me their praise, all with good intentions.

I left with the trophy, but in the bustling street, I saw Gregory.

In a daze, he disappeared.

I searched every shop on that street and asked in every office building, but he was nowhere to be found.

The excitement and sense of achievement from the award contrasted sharply with the "Gregory is dead" scenario.

I even bought a bottle of wine on my way home, in a daze.

When I came to, I was in a hospital bed.

It dawned on me that I had attempted suicide.

Dave, not known for his patience, barely managed to keep his cool and refrained from scolding me.

He was terrified, "The award

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"I thought I saw him, but I couldn't find him."

"Him?" Dave immediately got it. "Your light?"

All these things, after he shared his love life with me without holding back and started gossiping about mine.

I told him everything.

After all, we always exchange secrets with each other.

Besides, I knew Dave was a good guy.

My light-That was Dave's summary of Gregory after hearing my story.