Chapter 392

I suddenly sprung to my feet, tiptoeing and plunging headfirst into his embrace. My arms wrapped tightly around his waist, clinging to him as if my life depended on it.

“Feeling affectionate, huh?” He seemed to enjoy it, his hands gently kneading the back of my head. “Have you decided about what we discussed?”

“I have,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

But before I could say something more, my gaze caught Bryant standing at the doorway, his expression stormy.

Without waiting for me to speak, Bryant softly knocked on the door frame. “Honey, it’s time to come home.”

“I’ll handle this.” Gregory patted my head and gently released me, ready to turn around.

“Gregory.” I called out to him, and he stiffened momentarily but responded,

“Yes? What is it?”

I couldn’t meet his eyes, mustering all my strength to speak casually, “Bryant’s

here to take me home.”

Gregory’s lips twitched, not with a smile, but with a trace of confusion. “What did you say?”

“I’ve had my fun. It’s time to return to my role as Mrs. Ferguson.” I tried to shrug it off, “Let’s go our separate ways, Gregory.”

Bryant had once

arm around my shoulder as we walked away, looking every

grasp and stepped

distasteful topic. Yet, I discussed it with

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my fingers with a sanitizing wipe,

include that.”

into the Ferguson Mansion, nor will I live

was with sarcasm. “As Mrs. Ferguson, what duties do you plan to

helping your mistress through her pregnancy?”

cold instantly. As the elevator doors opened, he grabbed my wrist and led me swiftly to

moved away.

as he was about to speak,

“Shackles.”

to, and the identity that once filled me with joy, at the moment, all felt like shackles, binding me so tightly that

instructing the driver calmly. “Let’s go

insisted, “I told you, I’m not going to the

icy. “You don’t have

Gregory as a

“If that’s how

him. “As long

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