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?”

unmoved. “Because I’m still

words laced with sarcasm, “Husband? What a

you ever believed a

his gaze deepening, “You

hospital today?”

I snapped, “What else?”

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rich and deep, “You’re not a child

you call the cops, everything requires

a cop or my husband?” I looked at

I could.

he be so clear-cut, claiming to be my husband on the one

never trusting me? Could

his lips pressing together. “But

“They are your lover and

explain, “Jane,

smirked, though my eyes were cold. “You

much when I tell you

I bet it wasn’t just a

instinct was to argue, but looking at Bryant’s expression,

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