Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 274

As it turned out, Bryant was indeed thinking that.

I was just a burden to him. He must have been harboring resentment for a while.

Otherwise, such cutting words wouldn’t have come out so easily.

A bitter smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. I should've never hoped he would come to my rescue.

Jarrod clapped his hands, saying, “Mr. Ferguson, you really live up to expectation, able to let go so easily!”

“Bryant…”

Dorothy winced in Bryant’s arms, “My leg hurts so much, I think I injured it just now.”

“Hmm.”

Bryant responded, ready to stride away!

Jarrod called out to him, “Mr. Ferguson, about Ms. Webster…”

“Whatever!” Without stopping, Bryant spat, indifferent.

It seemed, how I ended up didn’t concern him at all. His attention was solely on Dorothy’s injury.

His tall, straight figure quickly disappeared from my sight.

Outside, the sound of tires screeching against the ground echoed for a few seconds before everything returned to silence.

I squinted at the flickering bulb above, suddenly laughing, “You want to kill me, don’t you? Go ahead.”

Bryant’s earlier shot had already given me a brush with death. I was no longer afraid.

Jarrod stubbed out the remainder of his cigar on the ground, looking at me with flushed cheeks, “Mrs. Ferguson, the Myerses might be fools, but I’m not. For now, I wouldn’t dare touch you. Today, I’ll let you go, but if there ever comes a time when I need a favor, I hope you’ll speak well of me.”

“What good could I do for you?”

I laughed at myself. Me, powerless and as insignificant as an ant, easily crushed by the Myerses, how could I possibly be of help to him?

Jarrod waved his hand, “You can’t talk like that. Fortune turns like a wheel; who says you’ll always be down on your luck?”

I didn’t believe he was being kind, “You’re really willing to let me go?”