Chapter 241

Gregory left the words, giving me a look. “What are you waiting for? Let’s go.”

“Okay.”

He was tall with long legs, and his strides were wide. I struggled to keep up, hampered by the hem of my cocktail dress.

A forceful grip caught my wrist from behind as we were about to leave the hotel. “Jane!”

I stopped, tuming to face Bryant, his expression cold and forbidding. Calming my emotions, I asked softly, “What’s wrong?”

“What do you want, Mr. Ferguson?” Gregory turned, an eyebrow quirked in question.

Bryant’s eyes were filled with a stormy gloom. “Interfering in marital affairs now, Mr. Ford?”

interest in that. Gregory chuckled, “Just a friendly reminder, Mr. Ferguson, bigamy is

pulled me away without

furrowed slightly. “Tll wait for

Bryant’s grip on my wrist tightened, and he quickened his pace. He dragged me to a deserted area, slamming me against a wall. His eyes, deep and cold, suddenly flared with anger. “You’re

was an outright

wall sent a sharp pain across my shoulder blades, and I retorted, anger

more than a signature away from divorce. All I wanted was a clean break. I didn’t want to pry whether Bryant was with Margaret or Dorothy. And I certainly didn’t want

if squeezed through clenched teeth. “It doesn’t concern me?

almost laughed. “What do you

forehead resting against mine. His voice, usually so deep and captivating, carried bittemess.

was disappointment, a hint of desolation. After loving this man deeply for over eight years, seeing him

smile on my lips. “Indeed, I’m

times before. But as he repeatedly favored and chose

couldn’t even pinpoint when it happened. Was it when Bryant gave the promotion to Margaret that should have been mine? Was it their playful bickering? Or when he sent me to the ultrasound appointment alone for Margaret? Or the countless times he broke his promises? Or perhaps when he ran

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