Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 245

‘Well, I hope I can get Janedream off the ground. And that everyone around me stays safe and sound.’ As I opened my eyes, I blew out the candle.

Christine glanced at the clock and grinned. "Phew, just in time. Lucky that we made a wish before midnight."

"So childish." I chuckled, but inside, I felt a warm glow.

Only those who cared about you fussed over a minute or two like that.

I took a bite of the biscuit, grimacing at its saltiness, and looked at Christine. "You made this, didn’t you?"

Christine asked, "Does it taste bad?"

I frowned. "It ascends beyond bad."

It was terrible.

"Damn, what is this? No, even pigs would leap out of their pens after eating this." Christine leaned over, took a taste, and immediately spat it out, moving to dispose of it.

I stopped her, taking another bite of the biscuit. "Wasting is shameful, especially since you made it yourself. Didn't burn your hands or anything, did you?"

She was about to shake her head when my phone lit up with a call from Bryant.

I picked up without speaking.

On the other end, his voice came through, deep and slow, "Jane, happy birthday."

I forced a smile. "It's already passed."

He explained, "I was at the hotel last night. Why didn't you mention it? Kevin just reminded me, and I remembered."

"I didn't want to interrupt your celebration with Dorothy." I looked down, "Plus, it's not important."