Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 64

“How do you know I’m looking at you if you don’t look at me?”

“I’m looking at my wife, as I rightly should.” He shamelessly threw out that line.

The question I had wanted to ask got stuck in my throat.

The Ferguson Group building towered above, its dense glass facades glinting like diamond cuts, shimmering with the morning sun.

Kevin parked the car under the portico, and I practically jumped out, eager to escape the brewing storm.

“Jane, good morning!” Linda suddenly appeared from not too far off, greeting me with an infectious energy.

I managed a smile, grabbing her arm to hurry along,

Good morning. Let’s go, it’s freezing.” “Jane, you forgot your breakfast.” Behind us, Bryant stepped out of the car, calling out to

Taking a deep breath, I turned to take the breakfast, keeping my distance, “Thanks, Mr. Ferguson.”

“Jane, are you and Mr. Ferguson…””

Linda hooked her arm with mine, leaning in with a mischievous wink, “When did you two get together? Don’t tell me you’re Mr. Ferguson’s secret wife!”

“No…”

that might reach Margaret

conversation, Bryant, with his long strides, had

reached his ears in full.

said nothing

Linda’s eyes

behind him, she gasped, “Jane, your denial

he

loudest form of

helpless, increasingly finding it impossible to

Linda knew when to stop. Once in the elevator, she

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Chapter 64

in my office

can hardly believe I’m working right under the nose of

wife!”

married three years ago? Do

makes sense. He often frosts your office glass the moment he steps

to ache,

“Mrs. Ferguson, you were saying?”

“Make me a cup of coffee, please. And don’t call

“Right away!”

darted off, her steps bold and confident, and soon returned with a

coffee.