I looked toward Bryant, adding, “And even if he’s a tricky guy, if I get played

and still feel grateful, it’s none of your business.”

“As long as we’re not signing those divorce papers, everything about you is

my business!” He seemed almost amused by his anger, his tongue flicking

against his cheek, “Jane, don’t even think about making me cuckolded.”

With a calm command, Bryant instructed the driver, “Drive! Back to the

Ferguson Mansion!”

I was baffled, staring wide-eyed at him. “What are you trying to do?”

“Until those divorce papers are in hand, forget about seeing Mark in secret!”

His tone left no room for argument, and I was nearly driven to madness,

struggling fiercely. “What right do you have to control my life?”

“Because I’m still

breath, my words laced with

you ever believed a word

“You mean what happened at

hospital today?”

I snapped, “What else?”

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rich and deep,

you call the

a cop or my husband?” I looked

I could.

to be my husband on

trusting me? Could a person be

stiffened slightly, his lips pressing together. “But they’re

are your lover and future

“Jane, listen.

my eyes were cold.

you nothing is happening. What about

bet it wasn’t just a

was stunned. My instinct was to argue, but

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