Chapter 38

Otherwise, the Ferguson Group wouldn’t have ended up directly in Bryant’s hands.

“How about you? How have you been?” I lifted my gaze, looking up at the sharp lines of his jaw, and asked hesitantly.

“These three

years since we got married,” he managed a slight smile, sighed softly, and said, “it’s been good.”

That answer made me want to cry even more.

It was regret, wasn’t it? After all, if it hadn’t been for all those issues, we could have grown old together.

On our way back, we both remained silent, an unspoken agreement between us. Some things are better left unsaid.

He couldn’t truly change what was happening, and I couldn’t just live with it.

Better to let go now, while we could still look at each other without disdain.

Autumn days are short and the nights-long. Through the car window, the setting sun cast a golden glow over his figure.

up.” When we arrived at Riverview Estate, he spoke before I

and we went up together. Standing at the door, I pursed my lips, “I’m You can

“Okay.”

yet he

b

inside, revealing Christine’s radiant face.

my apartment seemed

expected me

not! I might not be a cook, but Mark

at Bryant, raising her voice towards the kitchen,

then, “Mark’s

I just called Steven and Mark,

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when I noticed new decorations and

I suddenly felt a genuine sense of

completely missed the clear shift in Bryant’s expression, from sunny to a cold dreariness, in an

you’re back?” Steven, who had been helping Mark in the kitchen, came running qut, his playful smile fading

e door.

one hand in his pocket, looked at

“Ahem…”

“Bryant,

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