Lost Me Gained Regret

Jack, pulling out the weeds, inevitably brings pain and blood, making it hard for him to escape unscathed.

Especially now, the Larson family's current state is nothing but a facade of legitimacy crafted upon their murky past.

There was a time when Mark was thought to be as gentle as jade, incapable of crossing moral boundaries. Now, however, there were worries.

I bit my lip, "I don't want you to get hurt."

Gregory's brown eyes sparkled with a tender amusement, delightfully captivating.

He was clearly pleased, yet he playfully drawled, "So, you're worried about me. I thought Jane was just unable to let go of her old flame—" "Feelings-"

I just couldn't...

I flicked his forehead, "You shouldn't be starting a company; you should be opening a vinegar brewery."

Gregory actually nodded seriously, "Alright, once I've handled this, I'll find time to acquire one."

My gloomy mood was finally swept away by him.

I glanced at Ramona still unconscious beside us and asked, "How confident are you?"

Gregory held my hand, his lips curling into a slight smile, his demeanor utterly free-spirited, "When I do things, I always ensure a hundred percent certainty."

Everyone says the prince of the Ford family is insufferably arrogant, but I know he's not just full of hot air; he has the skills to back it up. "Then promise me, you'll get the antidote without getting yourself hurt."

"I promise."

In the afternoon, Gregory got busy. No sooner had he left than Christine arrived.

I was puzzled. "Is something wrong with Janedream?"

"No." Christine wagged a finger in front of my eyes. "I'm here on someone's behalf."

Naturally, that "someone" was Gregory.

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Christine snapped her fingers and slumped onto the sofa, "You don't have to worry about anything right now, just stay with your grandma. I'll make sure Janedream is well taken care of."

I tossed a bottle of mineral water and a pomegranate to Christine, "I'm definitely at ease with you around."

I sat down next to her, chatting away.

When I mentioned I had gone for a

check-up at the hospital, she

stopped peeling the pomegranate,

both shocked and delive

really pregnant?!"

I nodded, and she quickly wiped her hands, cleaning off the pomegranate juice with a wet tissue, then eagerly placed her hand on my belly.

"Oh my, let me greet my goddaughter."

I couldn't help but chuckle, "Right now, it's just a cell, you know?"

"Alright, alright."

You

After touching my belly for a while, Christine became serious again, "The mastermind is still out there, and with Ramona in this state... have to be careful. Just tell me about the pregnancy, don't mention it to others."

I fed her the half-peeled pomegranate, nodding, "I know, I have to protect my child."

Saying so, my eyes couldn't help but lower, "And, we've found the mastermind."

"Who? Someone close to you?"

"Someone close to us."

Christine frowned. "Us?"

I nodded, looking at her, "It's our senior."

"Senior?!"

Christine was dumbfounded, took a moment to digest, then incredulously asked, "Which senior? Luke... Mark?" "Yes, exactly."

Although I had come to accept it, there was still an indescribable feeling deep down, repeating, "Mark."

Christine was stunned, "Why would he poison Ramona? Has he lost his mind?!"

I gave a bitter smile, "Probably, to threaten me with the antidote..."

Christine was flabbergasted.

After digesting the information, she finally found her voice again, "Mark wants... you to be with him?"

I nodded.

Christine fell silent, then with a

ned demeanor, "I

always felt he hadn't given up on you, but... I never imagined he'd do something so obsessive."

"What do you think?" she asked.