Chapter 61

My heart skipped a beat, then quickly descended into a familiar chaos I couldn’t tame. I took a deep breath, continuing, “Moving in here? I don’t recall agreeing to that.”

“Grandpa mentioned you agreed to put the divorce on hold,” he retorted, pushing his phone towards me as if it were a peace offering. “Why don’t you tell him yourself?”

“Jerk,” I couldn’t help but glare at him. “Agreeing to wait on the divorce doesn’t mean I agreed to you moving in.”

The CEO of Ferguson Group resorting to such tactics, who would believe it?

“Isn’t it only natural for a married couple to live together?” he replied, smoothly as ever.

“Bullshit.” I muttered under my breath, making my way into the house, with him following closely behind without an ounce of hesitation.

Perhaps it was the recollection of what Timothy had shared with me earlier that evening, or maybe a sudden wave of pity towards Bryant, but I couldn’t bring myself to kick him

out.

Instead, I simply pointed towards a room opposite the master bedroom, “You can stay

there.”

“Okay, sure.”

any further, accepting my offer with a mild

ice water and had barely set the glass down when I bumped into a broad, warm chest. It was a familiar yet

I quickly stepped back, slightly

than a married couple, and it was precisely this

remind myself, “Jane, you’re not the one

sadness flickered across his face as he pressed his lips together, “I

don’t know,” I replied

check in the mirror all

until he mentioned it that

his hand,

Chapter 61

I instinctively dodged, “I’ll take care of it

to be this distant now?” he

not like

flashed back to him and Margaret at the police station, so close and intimate. My gaze fell to his sleeve as I spoke indifferently,

love him, that

not someone who’s just rolled out of another woman’s bed

at least remember to apply some ointment,” he said,

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