When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 227

Margaret’s fists clenched quietly in her lap, her face a mask of regret as she stumbled over her words, “… I just felt so humiliated being scolded before everyone that I lost my temper and said those awful things about Mom. I was wrong, Bry…”

Her acting skills were top–notch. I might have believed her sob story if I hadn’t known the truth from Timothy.

Bryant’s gaze shifted to Albert his eyes narrowing, “What do you say?”

“What should I say?” Albert stood his ground. “If Teresa was the other woman, why would we have waited five years after your mom passed away to get married?”

No sooner had Albert finished speaking than the emergency room doors swung open.

Bryant remained skeptical and turned to the doctor. “Is it senous?”

doctor emerged, removing his mask, his expression grave. “She lost much blood, but luckily, she was brought in just in time. Any later, and it might have been

Bryant’s tense

whole drama. If it weren’t for BlessedCare Medical Facility.

moved to a room, it wasn’t long before she woke up. Seeing Bryant at the foot of her bed, tears

as if you were my own. If I were what

forbidden it, she would have had a dozen kids to claim a stake in the Ferguson family. Yet, there she

frowned. “You attempted

my reputation

quite

sort of emotional mind game. Despite his reputation for being cold and authoritarian toward others, he had a soft spot for family, perhaps craving the affection he seldom received Predicting how the rest of the scene would unfold, I saw no reason to stay any longer and turned

for the kitchen to cook. Both designing and cooking

I put on a pot of mushroom soup, I started preparing the ingredients for