Lost Me Gained Regret



"Don't fight it," he whispered softly, his gaze locked on mine. "Trust me. I'm here, don't be scared, okay?"

I wasn't scared, not really. But never before had I so desperately wanted to be in his arms.

"Okay, you've seen the person. Can we go back now?" I asked, hoping to end this madness.

Samuel's smile faded a bit at that. The woman had a way of softening Gregory, making it clear he couldn't stay.

Perfect for Mark to take him away.

Their goals were aligned, after all.

"Mark and his mercenaries aren't like me," Samuel continued, a hint of warning in his tone. "They follow the money. Pay them enough, and they'll do whatever you ask."

But before Samuel could elaborate, one of his guys rushed in, panic written all over his face. "Boss, it's bad! Garry's gang is making a move on us." "Garry?" Samuel's face darkened as he turned to Gregory, the joviality gone. "After all my sincerity, this is how you repay me?"

"Take him," he ordered coldly. "Luke, get your men and get this lady out of here."

Mark wasn't interested in wasting more time here.

If Gregory had indeed struck a deal with Garry, he might escape Samuel's grasp. But dealing with Garry was no less dangerous.

"Let go! I won't go with you," I protested, clinging to the helicopter's edge, but my strength was no match for theirs.

"If you keep struggling, my men won't hesitate to turn Gregory into a sieve," Mark threatened, a grim promise in his tone.

I hesitated for a moment before finally letting go.

Gregory stepped forward, even as the mercenaries aimed their guns at him, his determination unwavering.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"Gregory!" I yelled out in fear.

"Greg!"

Suddenly, Lucius appeared with a team, Christine Jackson by his side. Relief washed over me, knowing Gregory had a plan.

Garry arrived, locking in a standoff with Samuel. He had even borrowed some men to deal with Gregory's side.

Soon, Mark watched as his men fell one by one, while Gregory remained unharmed, steadily advancing.

Mark, however, didn't panic. Instead, he pulled out a gun and pressed it against my temple.

"Gregory, if can't have her, neither can you," Mark declared, a twisted resolve in his voice. "We might as well journey to the afterlife together. In the next life, she's bound to fall for me first."

Gregory stopped in his tracks, then said, "Take her then."

Mark hesitated, then aimed the gun at Gregory. "Don't play tricks. You'd never let me take her."

"It was never an option," Gregory

admitted his eyes never leaving me. "But I can't bear the thought of her getting hurt. If taking her means she'll be safe from harm, then do it. I won't stop you."

Mark didn't buy it, convinced it was a bluff.

His eyes flashed dangerously. "Since you love her so much, why don't you die for her? Then you can watch from above, as I make her happier than you ever could."

As he squeezed the trigger, I acted on instinct, ramming into him with my shoulder. The bullet grazed Gregory's cheek, leaving a shallow cut. My heart nearly stopped. "Gregory!"

"I'm here," he reassured, touching the wound lightly and smiling at me. "I'm okay, don't worry."

Mark fired again, this time holding me tightly to prevent any escape.

Desperate, I tried to stomp on his foot, but it was futile.

The gunshot echoed, and my heart threatened to burst from my chest.

But then I heard Mark grunt in pain.