Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 225

Since Timothy passed away, it felt like Teresa was the sole source of warmth left in Bryant's life when it was about family. But if what Margaret had said were true, it would change his view on the family affection. Decades of emotion would be all breaking apart.

Growing up in a less-than-perfect family only to face this ordeal was like being dealt a devastating blow all over again.

I, for one, didn't agree with the way Gary was handling things. For some things, it was better to rip the band-aid off quickly rather than slowly.

I fixed my gaze on Bryant. "Would you believe what I'm about to tell you?"

His voice was calm. "Yes."

He must have thought it through before deciding to ask me, so his answer came without hesitation.

With that, I no longer held back, sipped my coffee, and spoke, "That day in the hospital room, what I said..."

"Bryant!" The office door burst open out of nowhere, accompanied by a crisp female voice, cutting me off mid-sentence.

The next moment, Dorothy walked in, wearing a limited edition Chanel outfit, her white high-heeled boots clicking against the floor. Her face bore a sweet and bright smile. "I've brought the contract for you!"

She was the girl raised with money and affection, looking confident, bold, and a bit spoiled.

However, her smile froze when she saw an extra person in the office. That was me.

Looking at Bryant, she cooed, "Bryant, who is she?"

Bryant's brow furrowed as he introduced me in a cold tone, "My wife."

Dorothy's eyes widened, her delicate finger pointing at me. "Isn't your wife that woman from the trending searches? The less attractive one!"

Her gaze toward me was all wariness.