Chapter 64

“How do you know I’m looking at you if you don’t look at me?”

“I’m looking at my wife, as I rightly should.” He shamelessly threw out that line.

The question I had wanted to ask got stuck in my throat.

The Ferguson Group building towered above, its dense glass facades glinting like diamond cuts, shimmering with the morning sun.

Kevin parked the car under the portico, and I practically jumped out, eager to escape the brewing storm.

“Jane, good morning!” Linda suddenly appeared from not too far off, greeting me with an infectious energy.

I managed a smile, grabbing her arm to hurry along,

Good morning. Let’s go, it’s freezing.” “Jane, you forgot your breakfast.” Behind us, Bryant stepped out of the car, calling out to

Taking a deep breath, I turned to take the breakfast, keeping my distance, “Thanks, Mr. Ferguson.”

“Jane, are you and Mr. Ferguson…””

Linda hooked her arm with mine, leaning in with a mischievous wink, “When did you two get together? Don’t tell me you’re Mr. Ferguson’s secret wife!”

“No…”

not something that might reach Margaret and cause who knows

the midst of our conversation, Bryant, with

reached his

said nothing to refute

Linda’s eyes

behind him, she gasped, “Jane, your denial is

he

is the loudest

it impossible to argue with the

when to stop. Once in the elevator, she

and

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wasn’t until we were in my office that she

I’m working right

wife!”

three years

your office glass the moment he steps in. I can’t believe I never picked up on your

began to ache,

“Mrs. Ferguson, you

couldn’t help but chuckle, “Make me a cup of coffee, please. And don’t

“Right away!”

confident,

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