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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 54

So now I was in the wrong for not telling him?

I wanted to laugh, tried to curve my lips into a smile, but my cheeks hurt too much. "Did you even give me a chance to speak?"

Whenever it's about Margaret, he's always in a rush.

"Jane..."

"Alright, your 'sister' is waiting for you in the car."

I didn't want to say anything more, cutting him off and getting back into my car.

As I went to close the door, his large hand stopped it, "Cover up the bruises on your face. Don't let Grandpa see, or he'll definitely..."

Each word felt like a knife twisting in my heart, tearing me apart, my soul included.

I couldn't bear to listen anymore. I slammed the car door shut, isolating him on the outside.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I quickly turned away, not wanting him to see my misery.

I was the one who got hit, yet all he worried about was Margaret getting scolded.

Ignoring the fact he hadn't left, I floored the gas pedal and exited the parking lot.

Just as I stopped at a red light in front of the corporate building, Christine called.

I cleared my throat before answering.

"Did Margaret hit you?!" she almost shouted.

"Our company's good for one thing, spreading gossip like wildfire."

"You're in the mood to joke?"

Christine was clearly upset, "So, she really did hit you?"

"Yeah, but it's nothing serious."

I didn't want her to worry.

But Christine has a fierce temper, and without anyone to stop her, there's no telling what she might do.

Christine didn't buy it, "Don't lie to me. I heard she hit you in the face! That bitch."

"Christine, I'm really okay. Please, don't be mad."

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