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.”

you get a divorce?” Margaret’s desperation was palpable, her face etched with sorrow as

being the other woman. Bryant seemed almost amused by his anger, his teeth clenched. “Marriage

that, he moved to

to his shirt, refusing to let go.

–

effortlessly shake her off if he wished. I watched the scene unfold, a part of me hoping for something, hoping he would

and avoiding foolishness, he seemed to signal

My

her? Bry, look me in the eyes and tell me. Do you love her?”

of an old denied candy, Margaret grabbed Bryant’s

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in limbo

Bryant’s voice, emotion hard to discern.