Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 209

A quiet, mocking chuckle suddenly filled the air.

The air around Bryant was charged with an intense fury. His jaw clenched, his voice chillingly cold. "So, you went through all this trouble to take these photos just to blackmail me into a divorce?"

I shot back, "What else?"

Or did he think there was any chance he'd see the error of his ways with Margaret and come crawling back to salvage our failed marriage?

That was just a fairy tale.

His fury swelled, teeth clenched, and he spat out, "Jane, are you sure you want a divorce?"

"Yes." I didn't hesitate for a second.

His face darkened. "And if I refuse?"

I stood my ground. "Then I'll bring the skeletons out of the closet."

Knowing Bryant’s nature, I was sure he'd never let the affair get out.

It was more than embarrassing. It would rock the Ferguson Group's stock and cause a scandal.

It might be a minor domestic issue for some, but it was tabloid fodder for a family like ours.

Even the most prestigious families had their secrets, but it would be a different story once they were out in the open.

Bryant's temples throbbed, his hands balled into fists, veins popping, and through gritted teeth, he growled, "Get out."

I ignored his fury. "The sooner, the better."

His eyes bore into me as he said, "Leave!"

"Okay," I responded, stepping out of the car smoothly. Before I shut the door, I set the terms, "Mr. Ferguson, let's make it tomorrow. Otherwise, I might spill the beans someday if I'm in a bad mood."

I swiftly closed the door right before his outburst, turning to leave!

A few steps away, I realized I'd forgotten my coat. It was cold. Turning back to grab it, the black Maybach had sped off into the distance.

"No." Even on the phone, I instinctively shook my head, "I took a cab."

He hesitated before finally saying, "Let me know when you get home safe."

He sounded more relaxed than before.

"Will do." I couldn't help asking, "Mark, why did you say the thing you're giving to me is 'returning to its rightful owner'?"

"Secret for now." His voice came with a smile, "I'll bring it over in a few days. You'll like it."

After returning to Riverview Estate, the weight of my conversation with Bryant in the car seemed to lift off my shoulders. It was the exact feeling of relief.

Just out of the shower, I was thinking about getting a burger. Christine suddenly appeared in my living room, lounging on the couch, looking dazed.

I handed her a glass of water. "Drank too much? Why didn't you call me for a ride?"

"I got a designated driver!" She grinned goofily at me, obediently sipping the water. "Jane, I want to stay here for a few days."