Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 119

Margaret clenched her manicured nails into my skin with all her might, sending a fiery pain through my arm.

Hearing Margaret’s words, Christine’s face turned pale with fear, wanting to rush over and pull me away, but Margaret held onto my wrist tightly, refusing to let go.

Her eyes were almost crazed, cold, and chilling. “Didn’t you get me? I’m asking you to call Bry.”

“Fine.” Considering I was pregnant, Christine hesitated to pull too hard, finally caving in. “I’ll call him right now. Just let go of Jane.”

“No way!” After dragging me out of the mall, Margaret walked a bit further. Ahead was the busy street, bustling with cars.

Memories of Bryant covered in blood last time sent chills down my spine. Margaret might be capable of taking us both down with her.

White as a sheet, Christine had dialed the phone. “Don’t be rash. Don’t hurt Jane.”

“Put it on speaker.” Margaret raised her chin, and not daring to disobey, Christine switched to speaker.

Bryant picked up. “Hello?”

across from the

quick!”

grew tense, his footsteps audible in the

wanting to provoke Margaret, Christine said, “You’ll see when you get here. Just come

the elevator

the call ended, Margaret squinted her eyes at me, a mocking smile spreading across her face. “Hearing

to pull my wrist away, but Margaret’s expression grew more

secured your spot as Mrs. Ferguson, you can afford to tell me to

lowered my

“I’m not…”

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getting a divorce. Why aren’t you?! Jane, I thought there would be no turning back for you two after Timothy died

suddenly looked across the street. Unable to turn back, Bryant had parked on the other side and was striding toward us, his