Chapter 19

My parents’ memorial was coming up that Saturday.

After a follow-up appointment at the hospital in the morning, I planned to visit their

I graves. It wouldn’t take long. But for some reason, I felt an unsettling unease that prevented me from speaking confidently.

I couldn’t bring myself to tell Bryant about my pregnancy the day before. Nor could I assure Christine today that I would bring Bryant along. I feared that plans might not keep pace with changes.

In my heart, Bryant and Margaret’s relationship was like a ticking time bomb.

Seeing me less than enthusiastic, Christine glanced toward Margaret’s office. “Did Bryant sort out that Patek Philippe bitch?”

“Pretty much,” I said.

After more chatter, Christine seemed reassured and returned to the Marketing Department.

I couldn’t tell if Margaret had a change of heart or had an epiphany. For several days, we coexisted without issue. I was worried that she might obstruct Christmas’ limited edition design, but it smoothly progressed to the prototyping phase.

think is the real

“Beats me.”

she’s the boss’ wife,

days.”

sign of them together these

she’s just low-key. Who else gets a welcome like hers,

the boss wife. Could be the other woman, for all

room. Turning around, I caught Margaret looking at me with a strange expression. “I thought you’d

stunned, not immediately catching

like birds, leaving Margaret and

Chapter 19

machine. “Why do you always seem so calm? You don’t get bummed out when you lose,

leisure to open up to her. After getting myself some lemon water, I

can’t stand you. You

temper

out of your

“What?” Margaret was confused.

therapist. Don’t skimp. While Albert isn’t rolling in dough,

I strode

smashing from the break room just

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