Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 59

In public, Bryant always carried an air of aloofness.

His black trench coat only added to his aura of unapproachability.

As he moved closer, a knot of anxiety tightened in my stomach.

This could either go down easy or get real messy.

The least of it could mean coughing up some cash, but at its worst...

Given Bryant's clout in RiverCity, getting Christine thrown behind bars would be a piece of cake for him.

And it was a no-brainer that he'd stand up for Margaret.

Sure enough, he took his place by Margaret's side, gaze lowered, lips parting slightly to ask, "How do you want to handle this?"

My palms clenched at my sides. Before I could say anything, Christine pulled me behind her.

"I'll take the fall alone. This has nothing to do with Jane."

"Christine!"

Panic surged through me, but Christine turned to me, her tone mocking, "And what are you going to do? Beg your ex in front of everyone, or plead with the other woman who tried to muscle in on your marriage?"

Before her words could fully sink in, the tension escalated.

Margaret scoffed, "Who are you calling the other woman? Bryant and I have known each other since we were kids, so it's definitely not me. And I’m definitely not the unloved one either."

Her words cut deep.

By her logic, the marriage I thought was happy for three years was built on lies.

I forced a bitter smile, looking into Bryant's cold, deep eyes. "Is that how it is, Bryant?" I asked.

After loving him devotedly for seven years, to be labeled the "other woman"...

What others thought didn't matter to me; I only cared about his view.

Margaret, clinging to his arm and tilting her chin up, challenged, "Isn't it, Bry?"

"Enough."

Bryant's brows furrowed slightly as he smoothly withdrew his arm, "It's just a car. We'll pick up another one tomorrow."

I was taken aback. Was he not going to stand up for Margaret?