Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 325

Every reckless thing he did came with a price. The Myers clan was notoriously tough to deal with, and I had no intention of dragging him into muddy waters alongside me.

He fell silent for a moment before replying, "That's good to hear." His voice was as soft and soothing as ever, yet it seemed to carry a hint of disappointment.

Before we could hang up, a composed and mature woman suddenly appeared at my office door. Feeling a bit on edge, I nodded at her to acknowledge her presence, while listening to Mark continue speaking on the phone.

"Jane, one day, I'm going to be able to protect you really well."

It sounded like a promise, a vow. If it weren't for the woman standing before me, I might have felt my heart flutter at that moment. But life is devoid of 'ifs'.

After a brief silence, I softly replied, "I'll grow stronger, Mark. One day, no one will be able to bully me anymore."

He seemed to detect the unspoken message in my words, "Jane..."

The woman outside, however, grew impatient and pushed the door open. I had to cut Mark off, trying to keep the mood light, "A client just walked in, gotta hang up now."

Unwilling to hear the disappointment in his voice, I hung up first.

Then, I turned to Kathy and got straight to the point, "Ms. Larson, what can I do for you?"

Her gaze was steady, cutting straight to the chase, "You were on the phone with Mark just now, weren't you?"

I couldn't hide it from her.

"What's Violet done to him now?" I asked, directly addressing the issue.

Kathy's demeanor was impeccable, her tone calm, "It's not my mother this time; it's my grandmother. My mother wouldn't dare to touch him now. From your incident yesterday to the minute before he called you, he's been locked in the chapel for a full day and night."

I frowned deeply, "In the middle of winter!"

The Larson family's chapel had an old-school design, complete with wood-carved windows that were drafty.