Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 148

It felt like my anger hadn't fully vented yet, so with a forced smile, I continued, "Bryant, when I was losing our baby, you were off comforting someone else. When I came out of the OR, you slapped me, demanding to know why I didn't stop her. I was pregnant, too. I was scared of getting hurt. I was terrified! Are you satisfied with that answer now?"

Bryant called out to me. "Jane..."

It was the first time I had seen such a bewildered look on his face. He stretched out his hand, trying to grasp mine.

But before he could, another pair of hands unexpectedly intervened!

Mark had returned, his demeanor calm yet sharp. "You're here to settle scores for Margaret, right? Blame me for it. Leave Jane out of this."

Bryant instantly reverted to his usual cold demeanor, scoffing, "We’ll settle our scores another day. No need to rush your downfall."

I knew how Bryant operated and couldn't help but intervene, "Mark was just trying to help me. Don't take your anger out on him. If you're looking to stand up for your sweetheart, you should be dealing with me."

Bryant seemed annoyed by my defense but restrained by his guilt, holding onto my wrist. "Come home with me."

"We're through!" I shook off his hand, but the room started spinning, and I steadied myself against the desk, holding back tears. "There's no 'home' for us anymore."

Mark frowned, lightly touching my cheek with his hand back, earning a defensive glare from Bryant.

Just as Bryant was about to react, Mark felt my forehead, his voice laced with concern, "You have a fever. I'm taking you to the hospital!"

"No need." Bryant forcefully pulled me into his embrace, his lips barely parting. "This is a family matter. You’d better stay out of it. Or, people might think she's got no husband."

"Let go of me." Unwell, my voice was much weaker as I turned to Mark. "Mark, could you take me to the hospital or call Christine to come over?"