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…”

A frail voice echoed from the room, “Let

Margaret unwillingly stepped aside. “Come in,

Teresa looked relatively

clasped his hand, tears streaming down

been moved to tears by the display

you’re okay. If you’re safe, then all these years were

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

don’t mind me. They were so close back then.

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

must have filled her

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

through it

hereditary. I wonder

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

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