Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 514

Last time, after finding out about my origins, things ended on a sour note.

So, when Bella called me up and broached the topic herself, I was taken aback. After a brief hesitation, I replied truthfully, "It was a pendant, a rabbit pendant, the same as my zodiac sign."

On the other end, Bella seemed to perk up, "A rabbit pendant?!"

"Yes."

I confirmed, and then shared the backstory, "I've had that pendant since I was little. Two years ago, I had an accident, and that's when the pendant went missing."

Curious, I asked, "Ms. Taylor, why are you suddenly asking about this?"

“I.....”

Bella seemed to be calming herself, searching for the right words. Finally, she asked, "Do you have time right now? There's something I'd like to discuss with you in person."

"...Yes."

I thought about it and agreed.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Somehow, I had a feeling that what Bella wanted to discuss was deeply connected to me.

Bella cautiously asked, "Where do you live? Can I come over, if that's alright?"

"Ah?"

I was taken aback again and quickly said, “That's fine, I'm at Elmwood Villas, though it's a bit less private than Cloud Villas. Maybe I should come to you instead?"

I had heard from Christine that celebrities like Bella often have to deal with overzealous fans, making it crucial to keep their personal plans under wraps to avoid any extreme incidents.

Bella laughed a bit, "Don't worry about me, I'm heading out now. See you soon!"

"I'll send you the address over text."

While waiting for Bella to arrive, I tidied up my already spotless home a bit more.

Ike lives just downstairs and often pops in.

Though he's well-behaved, being a little kid, he can sometimes make a mess when he gets too excited.

I had just put a picture book back on the shelf when the doorbell rang.

I hurried over and opened the door to see the elegant Bella. I greeted her warmly, "Ms. Taylor!"

"Jane!"

Bella's voice trembled slightly as she lifted two bags brimming with snacks, "Knowing you liked them last time, I brought you some cookies and cakes."

I chuckled, "That's a lot for one person, but my boyfriend's nephew will be thrilled."

Ike, that little guy, has a sweet tooth.

As we talked, Bella stepped inside and paused, "You...have a boyfriend? How does he treat you? Is he good to you?"

"He's wonderful!"

Mentioning Gregory made me smile genuinely, "No one has ever treated me this well."

My foster parents were kind to me, and I'm grateful for a happy childhood with them. But Gregory's kindness felt different.

They took me in out of generosity and the need to fill the void of losing their daughter. I was lucky to fill that gap and had a happy childhood because of it.

But Gregory's kindness was unconditional.

He sought me out, protected me, respected me, and genuinely loved me, accepting me completely.

With him, whether I'm Jane or Lilliana Myers, I can be entirely myself.

Hearing this, Bella fell silent for a moment, then took off her sunglasses, her eyes misting over and her smile tinged with bitterness, "In the end, it was your biologic parents who failed you, making you suffer so much..."

I was at a loss, "Ms. Taylor, what's wrong?"

"Jane..."

Bella choked up, pulling out a jewelry box from her bag and showing me the contents, "Is this the pendant you lost?"

Seeing the shimmering rabbit pendant, I was both shocked and delighted, "How did this end up with you? I thought I'd never see it again..." Suddenly, Bella pulled me into a hug!

I was stunned, a realization dawning on me...

Barely daring to believe it, my eyes welled up before I could speak, "Ms. Taylor..."

“Jane, what if I told you, I am your mother, the one who failed you..."

The usually spotlight-stealing Bella was now sobbing uncontrollably struggling to speak. After a moment, she gently released me, her eyes red, "Would you...would you let me make up for all the absence and loss?"

Her words felt like a bombshell.

I glanced at the rabbit pendant on the coffee table and back at Bella, my fingers trembling, my mind swirling with questions.

I stuttered, "Ms. Taylor...you're not joking, are you?"

"Of course not..."

Bella took a tissue, her eyes soft and teary, wiping away the tears that had unknowingly started to flow, "Jane, mom is sure, you are my daughter. No wonder...no wonder I felt a connection the first time I saw you."