I froze, finding Bryant both pitiful and detestable.

I couldn’t tell if his emotions were genuine or just for show. And I didn’t want to

bother figuring it out. After all, it wouldn’t be long before Bryant and I had

nothing to do with each other.

I sniffled, forcibly waking Bryant up. “Take your medicine before you go back

to sleep.”

Knowing it was me, he didn’t resist when I brought the medicine to his lips.

Instead, he cooperated and obediently fell back asleep.

His fever was scorching, not something that would subside soon.

I asked Gary for some burn ointment and applied it to the burns on the inside

Bryant’s wrist. I didn’t return to my room until

good health

to report that Bryant’s fever

by the afternoon, a servant delivered several couture dresses.

to accompany him to a gala

gala?” I

three years of marriage, since it

of

alone.

“Yes, it’s Gladys Larson’s

his

cutting off any thoughts I might

marrying Mark.

Bryant seemed more reasonable

“Where

finish, I had stormed off, pushing

you out of

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