Chapter 31

Glancing at the clock, it was already past 2 AM. Wasn’t Bryant supposed to have left work with Ma

Margaret? Instead, he ended up grabbing drinks with Steven, and from what Steven implied, Margaret wasn’t there..

y out of

Calling Steven again only led to the realization his phone was dead, probably battery.

Left with no choice, I changed and hailed a cab to their usual hangout spot, a private club they often frequented.

By the time I arrived, the crowd had mostly dispersed. Only Steven and Mark remained in the private room alongside Bryant, sprawled on a couch, dressed in a designer suit, his long legs crossed, deep in slumber.

Seeing me, Steven gave me a helpless look. “Jane, I don’t know what got into Bryant today. He kept egging Mark on to drink, and we couldn’t make him stop.”

I had a hunch about what might have triggered it. Bryant was still stubbornly convinced that there was something between Mark and me.

It seemed all men might share this trait. They could mess around all they wanted, but they’d never allow even a hint of infidelity from their wives, even if such a hint was nothing but baseless suspicion.

drunken state.

from

candy, I placed the

he lamented. “Bryant wouldn’t stop pouring, and despite our attempts to intervene, he drank everything

process it all, he handed me the car keys.

“Yeah,” I said.

myself against the smell of alcohol and gently tapped his

a dazed smile upon seeing it was me.

enveloped my hand in his. His palm was

See, Jane? Good thing

Chapter 31

be

the corner, remained

strength was surprisingly formidable, and he wouldn’t

into the car before Steven turned to assist a similarly inebriated

down the windows. I used to be indifferent to the

hour. Woken up in the middle of the night, on top of the day’s

Bryant mumbled

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