Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 176

"I can't believe you forgot about me and Jane's baby. How could you?" Bryant's eyes were as cold as a mid-winter frost, his voice sending a chill down everyone's spine.

Margaret was a mess, sobbing uncontrollably like a frightened rabbit. "I didn’t mean to. I had no idea she was pregnant, Bry! You know I did what I did just because I was terrified of losing you. I lost my senses! If I had known, I wouldn't have dared, and I'm pregnant, too. Would I have risked my child if I had known it would lead to this?"

What a drama queen Margaret was. She must put on this kind of performance for Bryant all the time. One face in public, another behind closed doors.

I couldn't help but interject with a cold tone, "Who even knows who the father of that child is if it can even stand the light of day."

Margaret's face visibly stiffened, her finger trembling as she pointed at me, outraged by the insult, "What are you even saying, Jane?"

"Enough," I sighed, "I'm tired of arguing with you. Since you're so keen on looking after Bryant, be my guest. It's the last night before you leave the country. Take good care of him."

With that, I walked away from the hospital room.

It was the least I could do as his ex-wife. I ignored the commotion behind me, not looking back as I headed for the elevator.

A strong grip seized my arm as I was about to turn a corner. "You're not leaving."

His voice was deep and compelling, brooking no argument.

I stiffened, "Someone is already taking care of you."

I've never been one to force myself where I'm not wanted.

Bryant said, "She left."

"Left?" I was stunned

What more could I say? After all, that bullet was meant for me. It would've likely been through my head if Bryant hadn't taken it.

When we returned to the room, Kevin tactfully made himself scarce. Before Kevin left, he whispered to me, not letting Bryant hear, "You should've seen how devastated Margaret was. Mr. Ferguson didn't even spare her a glance. He's determined to protect you this time."

Hearing that, I paused mid-wash, realizing I wasn't as pleased as I thought I would be.

Perhaps the desire for something long-wanted, something you'd wanted for too long, lost its allure once it was within grasp. The excitement just wasn't there anymore.

Moreover, I had a feeling Margaret wouldn't give up so easily. Until she was on that plane, I couldn't fully let my guard down.

I managed a smile as I said, "Hope so."

I hoped Bryant would seek justice for his child and not disappoint us again.