Lost Me Gained Regret

I had asked Aunt Cheryl about my origins a few times, but it always ended nowhere. Even if I asked again. Aunt Cheryl would still keep her mouth shut. 

Christine agreed, lounging back on the couch, lost in thought. Then, she turned her head toward me, her eyes sparkling. “Doesn’t that make you and Gregory childhood sweethearts, the legendary fiancée?” 

“Pfft, cough, cough… I was mid–sip of water when she blurted that out, causing me to spit it out and choke. The fit of coughing lasted for a moment. 

She laughed, handing me a bunch of napkins. “What got you so flustered?” 

I smiled shyly. “Shut it.” 

“Looks like Gregory’s childhood sweetheart is,” she said, shaking her head with a grin. 

For two days straight, I was distracted. The thought that a single DNA test could not only decide my future but also deny my twenty–six years of past. It could erase the loving moments with my parents that I held onto in my memories. I felt utterly lost, just like I had gone from being someone grounded to a leaf adrift in the vast ocean. 

Thankfully, as each agonizing second ticked by, the day to receive the DNA results finally arrived. Gregory picked me up from the hotel. 

On the way to the Myers Mansion, although it was just the beginning of spring, my palms were clammy with C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

sweat. I was nervous. 

What if Richard and Susan were my parents? How would I face that? Especially Susan, the woman who had locked me in a dark room and made me kneel in the snow, my mother? 

Driving with one hand, Gregory wrapped his other around mine. “Scared?” 

“Yeah.” I nodded, glancing at him, “Aren’t you?” 

He must be scared, too. After waiting for Lilliana for so many years, always believing it was me, the outcome was perhaps one of the most crucial moments of our lives for both him and me. 

“I’m good.” He flashed a half–smile, overtaking a car before stepping on the gas. “But no matter what happens today, you must trust me.” 

I asked, “What do you mean?” 

“Lilliana, staying with the Myers family, I looked into her again these past few days.” Gregory spoke indifferently, his voice slightly cold, “Her background, as I found before, is consistent. She grew up in an orphanage. She couldn’t have set up today’s scenario just by herself.” 

I couldn’t help asking. “Do you know who did?” 

“More or less.” His fingers tapped rhythmically on the steering wheel, and he added, “But it’s likely complicated, with a high chance that others are involved.” 

I frowned slightly. “What are the motives?” 

“Going after my charm?” He joked with a smirk. 

I rolled my eyes at him. “Full of yourself.” 

Gregory raised an eyebrow. “Perhaps everyone has their reasons.” 

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08:46 

When we got to Myers Mansion, Ramona was there to receive us. The three of us went inside. We didn’t head to Ramona’s yard but to the Myers family’s council hall. 

Besides the three of us, Richard, Susan, Dorothy, and Lilliana were there. 

Two days had passed, and Lilliana looked paler, with dark circles under her eyes. She hadn’t slept well. Seeing us enter, she visibly shuddered. 

Gregory guided me to a chair before Richard started, “Greg, this is no child’s play. You better not be messing 

around.”