Chapter 273

The atmosphere around Bryant plummeted as he steadied his grip on the gun, aiming it directly at Dorothy

Dorothy shook her head frantically. “No… please, Bryant, don’t…

But Bryant’s expression was stone–cold, unyielding. Yet, when our eyes met for a fleeting second. I caught a glimpse of the profound restmint hidden deep within his gaze.

Jarrod was still counting down, “Two…”

Bryant clenched his jaw, his wrist giving a slight twitch as he cocked the gun single–handedly.

“One…

The gunshot echoed – but in that critical moment, Bryant swiveled the gun away from Dorothy and aimed it squarely at me!

I was paralyzed, my blood running cold.

So, it was me he was willing to forsake all along.

if it

my vision blurring.

in an instant, as

never arrived, a piercing agony throbbed somewhere deep inside

Tm doing this willingly…”

win you

just stay here

serious, and I will make

the one with impure

happens, you

promises of winning back his wife, all the declarations of profound

All lies.

me

me who was foolish, naively hoping he would choose to

would never choose

I be

Mr. Ferguson, don’t be mad, it was just a joke. One is Ms. Myers, the other your wife,

you can’t escape the

thin layer of frost seemed to cover Bryant’s dark

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