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.

had kindly taken me to the infirmary, carefully respecting

of messages on my phone,

Mark were the most contrasting Christine sent a barrage of

Take care of yourself.]

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

to the two of them before calling Bryant.

branch, and Mr. Ferguson is

it.” I closed my eyes, “Let

corporation would be unstable. Bryant

made another call. “Hello, RiverCity Police

car also pulled up. He stepped out with a dark expression, quickly dismissed the officers,

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

nodded without hesitation.

a marriage on the verge of breaking. Nor could I accept

lips curled into a cold

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