Chapter 12

The one who owed an explanation was Bryant, and he knew it.

He broke away from Margaret and strode over to me, his voice a stark contrast to the sternness from moments ago, gentle yet absentminded. “Did you hear that?”

“Yeah.” I didn’t hide it.

Yet, he didn’t say much, taking a coat from the servant to drape over my shoulders and pulling me close as we headed inside. His demeanor was relaxed. “It’s chilly out. Let’s go in.”

He acted like what I had just overheard was only an everyday chat.

“Bry.” Margaret’s insistent voice echoed again and again, “Bry!”

Bryant acted as if he hadn’t heard.

He seemed somewhat distracted for the rest of the evening, checking his phone frequently.

around, Timothy’s usual bedtime, we were ready

sternly as he walked us to the yard. “Be good to Jane. Don’t think you can push her around. because she

felt a lump form

nodding. “Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone hurt her,

I’ll take care of it.” Timothy patted my head

back. “I will

way home, I sat in the passenger

stages of pregnancy or something else, drowsiness had become my constant companion. Yet, at that moment, sleep eluded me. My body was tired, but my mind was alarmingly clear. I had planned to wait until we got home for an explanation. But the wait

calm. “What exactly is the

his first love, or the one he loved but could never

Bryant slowed the car, replying calmly, “Margaret and I

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throat was blocked by a sponge soaked in water,

With his handsome looks and the heir to the Ferguson Group, he was the epitome of

from admirers. But before I could confess my crush on him, rumors swirled that he

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