Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 137

But I couldn’t change the fact that he was my uncle!

He could use this relationship to spout nonsense in front of Bryant!

“Jane, that’s a bit cold, don’t you think?”

Leroy chucked the bag of chips onto the table, putting on a show of pretending to be att wise. “I get it, your husband had a fling, right? Saw it with my own eyes. That woman? Not even close to you in looks. Just another Instagram face. Let him have his fun, he’ll get bored and come back.”

Infidelity seemed like a feather’s weight to these morally bank pt men.

I struggled to keep my temper in check, “Listen, I don’t need yor involvement in this, got it?”

“Got it.”

Allen was the poster child for how not to age gracefully, flashing his yellowed smoker’s teeth in a greedy smile, “Fine, keep Mr. Ferguson out of this if you like. But if you can cough up thirty grand a month and sort out a decent job for Leroy, I’ll stay out of your hair.”

“Why don’t you just rob a bank?” My temper flared, “Hear me loud and clear, not a dime from me to you, ever again.”

“I’m gonna sue you! I brought you up, but now you won’t look after me. I’ll make sure everyone knows!”

records of every penny I’ve sent over the years. What about you? How

me. Barely eight and struggling to mop

not for my late school hours,

help, only for him to rant about the pointlessness of raising a ‘useless’ kid, threatening to kick me

requires

my part-time earnings

of parental grace? Too

“You ungrateful brat!”

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his face, often flushed from drinking, contorted in rage, “Don’t act high and mighty. I know exactly how much you’ll get from divorcing Mr. Ferguson. Even a trickle from that fortune

not getting

if I did, what’s it to you? The law mandates

did you

peaked, and he raised his hand to strike, but Leroy quickly stepped in, signaling him to

decent position at Ferguson Group, with a contract, say a hundred grand

to worry about sending

shamelessness left me speechless.