Chapter 34

Barely a week after he’d handed me the keys, the house was already under renovation. I was chasing contractors from dawn till dusk. He never bothered to ask about it.

No matter how late I got home, at most, he’d politely comment, “Quite the night, huh?” or, “Looks like the Design Department’s swamped”

That was it. No inquiries about where I’d been or what I’d been up to. It wasn’t within Bryant’s scope of concern anymore.

With divorce on the horizon, I wasn’t in the mood to hold back. “Maybe it’s because you’ve been too busy with Margaret.”

Sure enough, his face tightened at the mention.

I felt a twinge of satisfaction.

Bryant said, “We haven’t been in touch lately.”

“No need to explain to me. It didn’t matter anymore.” I said, “As you please. Once we divorce, you can bring her home.”

you have to be so snarky?” His brows knitted together,

looked indifferent. “And how should

she has nothing to do with

that bomb, went to the foyer, changing shoes to leave. Waiting in the car,

who usually had little to say, made an awkward conversation throughout the ride. His gaze dropped to my feet, puzzled. “Why have

more comfortable,” I replied

I ditched the heels. Didn’t want to

and pondered before asking,

I looked

Design Department I headed was responsible for a luxury brand, it wasn’t the focus of the Ferguson Group in recent years. Bryant had delegated authority long ago, only requiring project updates at

Chapter 34

him today?’ I wondered, ‘First heels, and now Christmas’ limited

eyes narrowed, a smirk playing on his lips. “What,

work?”

I had no choice but to play along. “Before next

we had confirmed the designs on Monday, we could

I said bluntly, “Bryant, stop beating around the bush. Just sign

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