Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 385
“Wait a sec.” I interjected with a light voice, smiling, “My dad? Who’s my dad?”
That day, the ones who fervently denied me were them, too.
But Susan could twist and turn with the situation. She chuckled awkwardly,
“Oh, darling, are you still holding a grudge? We’re all family here. We couldn’t wrap our heads around it that day. That’s all.”
“Exactly, Jane, let bygones be bygones,” Dorothy interrupted.
“That attitude of yours.” Susan told her off, but not with anger, “Jane is your sister. Show the respect.””
Dorothy glanced at me, reluctant at first, but then, as if a thought struck her, she smiled, “Yeah, Jane, you’re my sister now.‘
I almost got goosebumps, casually observing the scene and wondering what they were cooking up this time.
Susan nudged Richard. “You too. Seeing your daughter and not even a hello?”
Richard cleared his throat, glanced at me, and motioned toward the door. “Aren’t you here to see Grandma? Go on in.”
“Okay.” I pushed the door open, seeing Ramona still unconscious on the bed, feeling a bit powerless.
When Ramona would wake up was still uncertain. The trio in the living room was probably hatching some plan by then.
After a while, when I went out, I saw Susan still wearing a forced smile. “Jane, your dad, Jane, and I are glad you’re home safe
and sound. We should’ve thrown a welcome party for you, but with Ramona sick and all the troubles at home...”
There she was, hitting the main topic.
I stayed silent, looking into her eyes, waiting for her to cut to the chase. “The company’s facing a huge financial gap for our most
critical project. We’re at a deadlock with RF, and nobody dares to invest now. We have no choice but to ask RF for help. Being
part of the Myers family now, maybe you could lend a hand?”
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I smiled. “Oh? And how would you like me to lend a hand?”
“Stop fighting with Mr. Ferguson.” Susan shamelessly continued, “There’s an old saying. For better or worse. Mr. Ferguson has
been nothing but good to you. How about settling down and becoming Mrs. Ferguson for real? From then on, the Myers family
will be your stronghold, and no one will dare to mess with you.”
“Sure.” I nodded in agreement, and as they sighed in relief, I slowly pointed toward Dorothy. “First, she needs to leave.”
Dorothy glared at me. “Jane! What gives you the right to...”
“And what makes you think I have to throw away my entire life for the Myers family, only to have you share in the spoils?” I
chuckled coldly, seeing right through their motives. “Let me guess. I’m just dressing you up for the ball, right?”
“Jane...” Susan was getting anxious. “Dorothy has been with the Myers family since she was little. Though adopted, she’s no
less than our own.”
“Oh, is that so.” I smiled faintly, “Then Dorothy can go to Bryant, can’t she? After all, being a ‘former‘ fiancée, Bryant might still
care and do her a little favor.”
With those words, I turned and exited the room. But just as I opened the door to leave, I saw Gregory striding toward me.
Seeing me, he stopped in his tracks, a smile playing on his lips. “Aren’t you coming?”
I smiled back. “How did you know I was at the hospital?”
He gave me a casual look. “I have my ways.”
I nodded. “Oh.”
“Missed me...”
“I’ve got something...”
We both started to speak at the same time.
He raised an eyebrow. “You first?”
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“Yeah, sure.” I had braced myself, but facing him, I found it hard to speak, even though Gregory and I didn’t share anything out of
the ordinary.
When sensing the gravity of the situation, Gregory’s face softened. “What happened?”
“Me and Bryant,” I began as calmly as possible, “The divorce papers we got
last time were fake.”
None of the reactions I anticipated happened. The air only stilled for a while before Gregory said with a mock laugh, “So, you’re
saying, when you marry me, you’ll be bringing half of the RF Group as a dowry?”