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.

it

my vision blurring.

my very bones in an instant, as I stared blankly in Bryant’s direction,

arrived, a piercing agony throbbed somewhere deep inside

Tm doing this willingly…”

win you

here and don’t back out on

I’m serious, and I will

one

you have to trust

back his wife, all the declarations of profound love, turned into a cruel joke in that

All lies.

me was never worth

foolish, naively hoping he would choose to save

would never choose me.

could I be

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

you can’t escape the age old tale of chasing something new and discarding the

thin layer of frost seemed to cover Bryant’s

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