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?”

friendly reminder,

the comment, Bryant pulled me away without another

wait for you in

a deserted area, slamming me against a wall. His eyes, deep and cold, suddenly flared with anger. “You’re close to

an

my shoulder blades,

hadn’t mistaken it, we were nothing 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 him meddling in my

as if squeezed through clenched teeth. “It doesn’t concern me? I can’t be indifferent like

almost laughed. “What do you

mine. His voice, usually so deep and captivating, carried bittemess. “You seem

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

away, a bitter smile on my

his interactions with Margaret countless times before. But

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

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