Chapter 182

Margaret glanced at me, her expression a mix of resignation and urgency. “It would be a good time. My mom has been looking forward to seeing you. However, it’s probably best if Jane stays out for now. The doctor mentioned that my mom’s been out for a long time, and her memory’s messy. It’s best if she only sees familiar faces at first to avoid any undue stress on her recovery.”

Her words made it sound like my stepping in there would be akin to committing a cardinal sin.

I wasn’t going to push it.

I turned to Bryant, saying, “You go ahead. I’ll make my exit.“>

“If that’s how it is,” Bryant said, his tone cold as he shot Margaret a look. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder. “Then we’ll give Teresa a few days to recuperate before we drop by again.“>

Surprised, I glanced at him, tempted to shrug off his arm, but he seemed oblivious to my discomfort, unmoving.

“Bry…” Margaret’s face flushed with embarrassment and frustration, her eyes welling up. “You had me leave yesterday, and now, at a time like this, you still…”

the room, “Let Bry and Ms.

no other choice, Margaret unwillingly stepped aside. “Come

Teresa looked relatively well, thanks to top–notch

his hand,

tears by the display of maternal affection

okay. If you’re safe, then all

heard from Margaret about your marriage. Timothy wouldn’t let

at me, dredging up the past. Ms. Webster, please don’t mind me. They

couldn’t help but smirk, “Why would I mind? Thanks to your daughter, Bryant and

her in before our

response was an award–worthy performance of shock, anger, and apologetic glances., “Ms. Webster, please don’t hold it against Margaret. She’s a bit

through it all, Teresa never admitted

be hereditary. I wonder if your

place in the Ferguson family, she didn’t hesitate to push a pregnant woman down the stairs. Margaret’s tactics were as ruthless, if not more, than

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