When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 97

My heart sank. I could barely bring myself to look at Bryant, terrified of what the doctor might say next. That would be the end of it all.

I took the initiative. “Doctor, he’s not here with me today. He’s here for another woman’s prenatal appointment.”

Bryant’s voice was low and warm. “I wasn’t here for Margaret on purpose.”

“But you’re here, aren’t you?” I didn’t feel like getting into the details.

It was like catching a cheater. No one cared why their partner was with someone else, just that their partner had betrayed them. Whether it was a drunken mistake or a plan didn’t make a difference. It was dirty either way. No matter how noble the excuse, it couldn’t change the fact that it was a dick used by other women.

Bryant had nothing to say, his gaze intense. “You haven’t told me what you are doing at the hospital today?”

I said, “Didn’t I say…”

dodge the question.” Bryant’s voice was cold, cutting me off as if he had to know

real reason.

“Mrs. Ferguson, are

turned to ask the doctor, “Doctor,

check-up

into my palms out of nervousness, a chill running down my spine. Yet, under Bryant’s scrutinizing look, I dared not say more. My heart was pounding. I could only look at

from Bryant after the divorce, to have the baby on my own and be a good mother. I didn’t want endless trouble. Nor did I want to lose my child. Even if I could safely have the baby, a family like the Ferguson family wouldn’t let their bloodline fall into someone else’s hands. Even if Timothy was kind to me, it was conditional.

my pride for the child, said, “Yeah, there’s a bit of an issue. Mrs. Ferguson

I

the same time, I silently sighed in relief,

“Mrs. Ferguson, you should take

Chapter 97

with the assistant, Bryant frowned, “You have health issues. Why didn’t you

questioned him. “Bryant, how many times have I seen you these

did Bryant have to ask me that? We met only twice.” Once, Margaret called, and he was gone. The other time,

texted you, but you didn’t

be grateful for a text message?” | forgot when, but he asked me once about