Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 249
“Divorce?” She chuckled as if she had just heard a joke. “He’s been dragging his feet, not wanting to let you go. Do you think I
haven’t noticed? But it works out for me, too. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to lure you here alone!”
I latched onto a key phrase. “What do you mean?”
“What do I mean?” Her smile was intriguing. “Oh, Jane, you’ve crossed someone you shouldn’t have! Don’t be so smug. In the
face of power, you and me are like ants, easily crushed by others.”
A suspicion formed in my mind, and I probed, “Are you talking about Dorothy?”
I couldn’t think of anyone else who had it out for me.
Margaret’s gaze flickered, almost too quick to catch, and she looked at me with amusement.
“Do you think I’d tell you?” She leaned in, her voice filled with venom, “I wish you were dead. I wish she could kill you!”
Standing up straight, she added, “Well, I’ve got things to do. Enjoy your stay!”
After that, she turned on a carnera, placed it on the nightstand, and patted my face mockingly. “This time, I’m going to let the
whole Internet see what you look like in bed!”
Then, she walked out.
In desperation, I tried to get up, tumbling and struggling because I could hardly muster any strength, and fell hard to the floor,
“Margaret!”
She didn’t respond, kept walking, and picked up her phone, speaking respectfully, “Don’t worry. By the end, you’ll get what you
want...”
Her voice trailed off, the door opened, and a man in his thirties with a buzz cut walked in.
My body trembled uncontrollably, and I said coldly. “This is rape. You’ll go to jail for this!”
The buzz–cut man sneered as he approached, “A consensual affait and you call it rape? That’s harsh.”
I backed away, trying to suppress the rising fear. “Whatever Margaret is paying you, I’ll double it. No, ten times more!”

“I came for the money initially, but seeing your face and body. I wouldn’t need a dime to enjoy this!” he said, laughing as he
picked me up and threw me on the bed, starting to remove his bulky jacket as he moved toward me.
No!
“Wait! You said this should be a mutual agreement!” I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down, trying to appear less
frightened. “If I keep resisting, you won’t enjoy it, either.”
ow do you want me to please you?”
His gaze roamed over me, a gleam of excitement in his eyes. “Well, you have a point there. So, how do
“Start by helping me take off my clothes.”
As soon as I said that, a sparkle appeared in the buzz–cut man’s eyes, pleased. “I didn’t expect you to be so cooperative!” “I
have no choice. You guys drugged me. I wouldn’t let you succeed if I had the strength to escape,” I said, feigning weakness.
“Good girl, I’ll make you feel good,” he said as he leaned to help me out of my cashmere coat, his hands moving to the hem of
my sweater, eager to strip it off, his excitement growing.
I seized the moment, grabbed the camera from the nightstand, smashed it against his head with all the strength I could muster,
and then ran for the door!
He yelped in pain, his anger fueling a swift chase.