Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 127

Hearing that, I was totally blindsided.

Did I cause this fight?

Mark's eyes suddenly dimmed, as if he was lost in thought, and Bryant took the opportunity to flip over and strike back!

He pinned Mark against the wall, his eyes brewing a storm, his expression icy, "Mark, only Jane would be naive enough to think you're some kind of knight in shining armor!"

"And what about you? What do you think you are?" Mark lifted his head, his eyes flickering with a mocking laughter, "Do you think you deserve her? She too..."

At that, a shiver ran through me, and just as Bryant's fist was about to make contact, I rushed forward to shield Mark, "Mark! Stop talking!"

Bryant's fist narrowly missed my face, slamming into the wall instead, his expression turning frosty in an instant!

His eyes were locked tight, filled with a tempestuous rage as he sneered, "Jane, you care about him this much?"

I instinctively wanted to explain, but then, why should I?

He never offered me an explanation. He would drop everything at Margaret's call, always taking her side unconditionally.

Compared to what he'd done, my actions were nothing.

I met his gaze firmly, no longer bothering to deny, "Just following your lead."

Mark glanced at me, the hostility in his eyes fading away as he spoke softly, "Why are you at the hospital? Did you..."

He paused, perhaps knowing I wouldn't want Bryant to know my miscarriage, and changed his inquiry, "Are you feeling alright?"

"Mark, I'm fine. I came to see my aunt."

My heart warmed at his concern, making the disappointment in Bryant feel even more profound.