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

a deep breath, my words laced with sarcasm, “Husband?

believed a word I

his gaze deepening, “You mean what happened at

hospital today?”

I snapped, “What else?”

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rubbed his temples, his voice rich and deep, “You’re not

if you call the

or my husband?” I looked at him steadily, asking as calmly

I could.

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

never trusting me? Could a person be

his lips pressing together. “But they’re not

fists. “They are your lover and future mother-in-law,

to explain, “Jane, listen.

I smirked, though my eyes were

much when I tell you nothing is happening. What

it wasn’t just

was to argue, but looking at Bryant’s

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