"Bastard, dare you say the lab explosion had nothing to do with you?"
Clarence was always straightforward, laying it all out there without a filter. He added, âDonât 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?â
âAt the very least, Iâm the one in the Ford family right now, am I not?â
Palmer smiled, glancing at Gregory, âAlright, Iâve delivered the message dad asked me to. Whether you come back or not, thatâs on you.â
As he turned to leave, he twisted the knife a bit, âOh, and happy birthday. Iâm surprised youâre still around to celebrate it.â
With that, he left.
Clarence was livid. âWhatâs he implying? That he regrets Greg didnât die in that lab two years ago??â
âEnough, Clarence.â
Dailey was the picture of calm, âWhatâs the point of bickering like this? Itâs beneath you.â
Seeing Dailey and Gregory unfazed, Clarence cooled down, turning to Gregory, âGreg, was that explosion two years ago just about ruining his project?â
Dailey leaned back, âYouâre underestimating the younger brotherâs thirst for revenge.â
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, âDonât worry, I wonât let anything happen this time.â
Dailey cut to the chase, âAre you going to the family dinner tomorrow night?â
âOf course.â Gregoryâs lips curled up slightly. âWouldnât miss it.â
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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, âYouâre still here?â
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, âI didnât want you to worry, thought Iâd stay and comfort you a bit longer.â
This kind of intimacy felt so natural with him.
If I didnât know him better, Iâd suspect he was a seasoned heartbreaker.
I wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head on his shoulder, murmuring, âI am worried, Gregory. I canât bear the thought of something happening to you again.â
Another incident like the explosion could break me.
Iâd lose my mind.
Gregoryâs chin rested on my head as he chuckled lightly, âDo you like me that much?â
âItâs not about liking or not liking.â
I glared at him, but then, under the weight of his expectant gaze, I surrendered. âOkay, yes, I do like you. A lot. Thatâs why I canât stand the thought of you getting hurt.â
Thinking back, I couldnât 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.
Gregoryâs gaze deepened, and he kissed me, stirring a whirlwind of emotions, âWith you wanting me, how could I ever think of leaving? Jane, I havenât even married you, havenât had kids with you, havenât grown old with you yet.â