Lost Me Gained Regret



When they realize this was all just a wild goose chase to save someone, they'd be in hot water with two major families. There was a good chance they wouldn't even make it out of these waters alive-might end up as shark bait.

Gregory's eyes were steely, "Just do as I say."

"Understood."

Seeing Gregory's resolve, Lucius complied without further ado.

"Gregory."

After Lucius left, Dailey spoke up, "Lucius has a point. Getting into this mess is easy; getting out, not so much. And how can you be so sure we can help Jordan take down Norman? What if we fail?"

A slight smile played on Gregory's lips, his usual recklessness not fully masked by his pallor.

"Go, find a way to get a message to Mr. Rock."

Dailey instantly got it, chuckling, "You're still the craftiest of us all."

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After filling up on a hearty meal, I started feeling drowsy.

Especially since the wind had died down, and the ship sailed smoothly, making it hard to keep my eyes open.

I leaned against the headboard, trying to stay awake, but eventually, my eyes shut.

However, the sound of the door opening jolted me awake.

Mark returned, his hands empty, not bringing me anything.

"The sea ride is making me sick," I said, trying to sound proactive, "When can we get off this ship?"

Mark sat down on the bed, then began to undress.

"What are you doing!" I exclaimed.

Mark was incredibly calm in contrast to my panic, "Sleeping."

After a brief silence, I asked, "This ship is huge, don't you have your own room to sleep in?"

Mark kicked off his shoes and reached for me; I quickly got up to avoid him.

"Then you sleep, I'm not tired."

Hearing this, Mark squinted, "Seems like, your cooperation earlier was just to signal Gregory."

He smirked, "Too bad, Gregory will never find you."

As he stepped closer, his obsession became apparent, "From now on, you're mine, Jane. Only mine."

I felt a chill down my spine and hurriedly ran towards the door.

Just as my hand touched the doorknob, a strong hand clasped around my waist from behind.

Mark's breath was hot on my ear, making my skin crawl.

"It seems you don't care much for this child either, trying to run like that."

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Even if I made it out the door, I was still on the ship.

If I weren't pregnant, I might consider jumping overboard as

last

Fesort, hoping for a slim chant

of survival.

But now, jumping would likely mean death for both me and the baby.

I couldn't take that risk.

"I'm just feeling claustrophobic, needed some fresh air," I explained.

"You wouldn't understand pregnancy. Certain smells make me nauseous, I feel dizzy, and staying in this confined space makes

breathing difficult."

I talked and talked, but the hand on my waist didn't loosen in the slightest.

I tensed, "If you're so sure Gregory can't find this place, then why worry about me getting some air? Orad you think you're actually inferior to Gregory?"

The grip around my waist finally relaxed, and I quickly opened the door and stepped out.

Instinctively turning right, I was suddenly pulled aside.

A heavy black coat landed on my shoulders-a familiar gesture of warmth on the chilly sea.

In that moment, a flood of panic and fear washed over me, realizing the gravity of my situation.