Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 157

A stock clerk pushing a cart interrupted us, "Excuse me, coming through."

I tugged Christine back and asked, "What were you saying?"

"Do you think Margaret could be Albert's biological daughter?" Christine's eyes sparkled with the thrill of gossip.

I frowned. "That seems a bit far-fetched. Margaret's even older than Bryant by two years."

Even if it were an affair, it wouldn't have started that early, right?

"Why not?" Christine dismissed my doubt with a wave, excitedly diving into high society scandals. "You know how messy these rich people can get. Marrying one, keeping a few mistresses on the side, isn't that business as usual?"

"But still..." I hesitated, "If Margaret was Albert’s flesh and blood, and considering how much Timothy despised Margaret, why didn't Albert tell Timothy?"

That way, Timothy would have been kinder to his granddaughter.

Christine paused, finding sense in my words, puzzled. "Yeah, you're right. If Margaret were Albert’s daughter, he wouldn't just sit back and watch Bryant get involved with Margaret. That’s incest, right?"

I nodded, not wanting to delve deeper, but Christine suddenly said, "No, something's still off. It doesn't add up."

"Let's not dwell on it. It's none of our business, anyway." I poked her forehead playfully and handed her a bag of tomato-flavored chips. "Here, your favorite."

In any case, next month would come soon enough. Once I got the divorce papers, Bryant and I would be worlds apart, let alone Albert and Margaret. It wouldn't matter if they were father and daughter or, just as Christine had bluntly put it, shared the same bed. It would be none of my concern anymore.

For dinner, we chose a cozy restaurant known for its local comfort food, with Christine and me arriving first. When Mark showed up alone, Christine glanced at him and twitched her mouth sarcastically.

I saw through the awkwardness and asked, "Mark, Steven didn't come?"