Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 193

I had to admit power was quite the commodity. With just a few words from
Bryant, I realized I was well and truly trapped. If he wanted, he could have his
bodyguards form a literal wall around me, making it impossible for me to
leave.
Lips pursed, I decided to turn around, bypassing him with a cold demeanor,
and headed straight back to my room. And immediately, I locked the door
behind me.
So, he wanted to confine me there? Fine, let him. After all, I was just a loaf at
this point.
The Ferguson Mansion lacked nothing. It provided good food, fine wine, and
staff at beck and call. At most, I’d just wait out the cooling-off period for the
divorce, and I’d be free.

Our room remained untouched. The housekeepers knew Bryant disliked
anyone messing with his stuff, so their cleaning was limited to dusting and
mopping.
Nothing was ever moved. My slippers, skincare stuff, books by the bed, hair
ties, everything was just where I left them.
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However, the other half of the bed, Bryant’s side, bore the signs of recent use.
I was surprised. He stayed in this room and hadn’t erased any trace of my
existence there.
Knock. Not long after I had finished showering, there was a knock on the
door. I didn’t move an inch, not wanting to engage.
Soon, Gary’s voice came through. “Mrs. Ferguson.”
That got me up and heading for the door. “What is it?”
Given Gary’s unexpected betrayal, my tone was less than warm.
Gary didn’t seem to mind and started awkwardly, “The housekeepers found
Mr. Ferguson’s clothes soaked in blood. I just checked on him, and his wound
is still bleeding. He refuses to see a doctor. Maybe you could try talking to
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