Chapter 113

The next day, when a servant stopped me at the gate of the Ferguson Mansion, preventing me from stepping outside, I realized the truth. Last night was merely a notification.

I knew it was Bryant’s doing, not the servant’s. So, I patiently asked, “Where’s Bryant?”

“Mr. Ferguson left before dawn.”

“Has Gary returned?”

“Not yet, Gary’s handling Mr. Timothy’s funeral arrangements.”

I spoke softly, “What if I need to leave now?”

“Mrs. Ferguson, you can’t leave.” The servant gestured toward the floor-to-ceiling windows, where several men in black suits stood guard.

I was shocked. In three years, Bryant’s deceit hadn’t changed. He told me I only had to stay for one night, and then he wouldn’t let me step out the door.

taken me to the infirmary, carefully respecting my pride, trying every means to invite

I’d received tons of messages on

contrasting Christine sent a barrage of messages while Mark

Take care of yourself.]

more significant. Aside from Christine, only Mark reminded me to take care of myself.

the two of them before calling Bryant.

“Mrs. Ferguson, there’s been an issue at our overseas branch, and Mr. Ferguson is

my

be unstable. Bryant

call. “Hello, RiverCity Police Station?

out with a dark

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even stronger sense of oppression. “So, you can’t wait to get

nodded without

marriage on the verge of breaking. Nor could I accept a husband who was waiting on someone

cold sneer.

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