Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 712



When Jack's hand was suddenly grabbed, it caught him off guard.

The usual cool detachment he was known for seemed to vanish in an instant.

Sarah held his mouth shut tightly, giving him a cold stare. "Mr. Clarkson, I know you're powerful, but if you harass me again, I'll make you pay, even at the cost of my own life. I'm not afraid of fighting back, even if I have nothing to lose."

This was not what Jack had intended.

Hearing her confess her feelings for someone else ignited a fire within him that he struggled to contain.

And in a moment of uncontrolled passion, all he wanted was to silence her infuriating words with his actions.

But as he cooled down, he remembered the hurtful things he had said to her before.

He imagined she probably wanted to sew his mouth shut at that moment.

"I guess I deserved that," he said, removing her hand from his mouth. "Aren't you done being angry yet?"

"How do you expect me to 'be done'?" she responded emotionlessly.

"Did you even listen to what I said?" Jack fell silent.

"I just want you to let go of me now, so we can go our separate ways," Sarah said, her voice cold.

Jack opened his mouth to argue but was cut off by her next words.

"Mr. Clarkson, we share mutual friends, so let's not make this uglier than it needs to be. If you can let me go now, I'll still greet you with a smile next time we meet, out of politeness."

Jack felt a headache coming on.

He had never encountered a situation more difficult than this.

It was his own doing, after all.

"Sarah."

He called her name, his expression serious and sincere. "I like you."

Silence.

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Even if his words at the airport were harsh, she could have understood, knowing he was in a rush to help Gregory.

She also knew he was worried about her safety.

There was a part of her that was being stubborn at that time.

She could have forgiven him.

If he had confessed his feelings for her then, she would have happily entered a relationship with him.

But now, it was too late.

"Jack, don't make me hate you."

On her way home, Sarah decided to buy some wine.

She threw herself on the couch as soon as she got home, not bothering to change or remove her makeup.

Reflecting on their conversation, after she had spoken her piece, Jack had let her go, watching her leave.

She couldn't understand the look in his eyes and didn't want to.

But why did her heart feel so sour?

"Ah, forget it!"

She exclaimed, getting up to

and

on the balcony with a bonee

of wine.

BS in 2 ve her makeup before

The night was getting colder.

It felt as if even her blood was flowing slower.

Ding-

Her phone vibrated on the small table beside her.

It was Merritt.

Suddenly, she didn't feel like answering.

Sensing her hesitation, Merritt didn't call again but sent a message instead.

After a moment, Sarah decided to check it.

Merritt: "I know you're upset, and I might not have the means to cheer you up. If you're done playing, I won't bother you anymore. But if you need help getting rid of Jack, I can make sure he doesn't bother you again. Of course, if you can't let go of him, I'll still wish you the best."

His words sparked a sense of guilt in Sarah.

The idea of getting rid of Jack was she had just realized that Jack had indeed let her go earlier.

But his look had clearly shown he wasn't ready to give up on her.

It seemed he was just biding his time, waiting for another chance to win her over.