Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 11

I felt like I had plunged into an ice-cold lake. My blood seemed to freeze in my veins. For a moment, I doubted my ears.

I had suspected something off between them, but every suspicion got denied, time and again.

Even without a blood relation, one was the heir to the Ferguson Group, the other a lady of the Ferguson family. They were nominally siblings to the outside world.

And both were married to other people. Bryant, the golden boy, couldn’t possibly be involved in such a scandal.

Yet, not far from me, Bryant, with eyes red with fury, had Margaret pinned against the wall, his voice cold and mocking. “Divorce for me, huh? You were the one who chose to marry someone else. What right do you have to ask anything of me now?”

“I…” Margaret was speechless by his barrage of questions, tears falling like pearls from a broken necklace, her hands fumbling with the hem of Bryant’s shirt.

“I was wrong, Bry. Can’t you forgive me this once? Please, just once. And, I had no choice back then…”

Bryant said, “I’m already married.”

was palpable, her face etched with sorrow as if Bryant’s denial

shocked by her blunt question. She got no hint of shame for being the other woman. Bryant seemed almost amused by his anger, his teeth clenched. “Marriage is not a game to

he moved to

his shirt, refusing to

–

he wished. I watched the scene unfold, a part of me hoping for something, hoping he would break free and draw a clear line. And our marriage might

line about acting grown-up and avoiding foolishness, he seemed to signal an end

a sigh of relief. My curiosity to eavesdrop

in the eyes

an old denied candy, Margaret

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heart hung in limbo

Bryant’s voice, emotion hard