Chapter 131

It was Bryant!

Mark’s eyes locked onto his with an intensity that was hard to ignore. One man radiated a warmth reminiscent of a sunny afternoon, while the other held the cold sharpness of a winter morning.

Their interaction instantly gave me a feeling of high tension. It was as if instead of being childhood friends, they were two people on completely opposite sides.

I racked my brain, trying to understand when the rift between ryant and Mark had grown after Mark’s return from studying abroad.

Was Bryant misunderstanding my relationship with Mark? An what was Mark’s reason for the tension?

Yet, it was their issue to resolve, not mine to pry into.

Bryant strode over with a commanding presence, his gaze briel., flickering over was wearing, his tone dripping with sarcasm, “Cozy, aren’t you?”

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“Not as much as you two,” I retorted without a second thought.

Ever since the incident yesterday, every word, every action from him seemed to erode the little affection left between us.

I couldn’t help but think, had he just reached out to me, maybe I wouldn’t have lost our baby. But he didn’t, even though I was within arm’s reach. Pretending not to hate him would only make me a hypocrite.

Bryant’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing as he tried to keep his emotions in check, “Enough, let’s go home.”

As if tolerating my mood was a generous act on his part.

Perhaps, he still believed, like before, a simple gesture or sweet word from him, and I would come running back like a lost puppy.

So sure of himself.

So infuriatingly calm.

left between us now is

as he explained, “I’ve told you, what’s between her and me isn’t what you think. She’s no threat

help but laugh, “Oh? And what is it

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cuddling up? The big sister clinging onto her little brother, and

face darkened like a thundercloud, his voice through gritted teeth, “Jane! When did you start having

you two are alone, you’re just playing cards? Or

“Shut up!”

pulling me away despite the sharp pain it caused.

yesterday, my abdomen still ached, and bru es covered my body. If it weren’t for the urgent need to sever ties with him, coupled with

to forget I

low and restrained, “Easy, sne’s

him, his words laced

as I was about to refuse, a nurse rushed out from the elevator, panting, “Mr. Ferguson, Ms. Ferguson says

turned icy, as a bitter laugh escaped me, “Go on then, weren’t you taking me home? Walk away with me now, and I’ll believe

he snapped, perhaps genuinely concerned about my pain, his grip

was stunned by his choice, it

relentlessly before we even left the hospital,

frowned, answering, “Yes?”

business call, but his expression softened into resignation, “Alright, stop crying. I’m

he stopped and turned to me, I couldn’t hide the mockery on my face,

a few minutes, I’ll be right back.”

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