My heart skipped a beat, then quickly descended into a familiar chaos I couldn't tame.
I took a deep breath, continuing, "Moving in here? I don't recall agreeing to that."
"Grandpa mentioned you agreed to put the divorce on hold," he retorted, pushing his phone towards me as if it were a peace offering. "Why don't you tell him yourself?"
"Jerk," I couldn't help but glare at him. "Agreeing to wait on the divorce doesn't mean I agreed to you moving in."
The CEO of Ferguson Group resorting to such tactics, who would believe it?
"Isn't it only natural for a married couple to live together?" he replied, smoothly as ever.
"Bullshit." I muttered under my breath, making my way into the house, with him following closely behind without an ounce of hesitation.
Perhaps it was the recollection of what Timothy had shared with me earlier that evening, or maybe a sudden wave of pity towards Bryant, but I couldn't bring myself to kick him out.
Instead, I simply pointed towards a room opposite the master bedroom, "You can stay there."
"Okay, sure."
He didn't push any further, accepting my offer with a mild temperament and carried his luggage into the room.
I got myself a glass of ice water and had barely set the glass down when I bumped into a broad, warm chest. It was a familiar yet nostalgic scent.
Yet, I quickly stepped back, slightly flustered, "Anything else?"
We felt more like strangers than a married couple, and it was precisely this distance that I needed to maintain.
To remind myself, “Jane, you're not the one he cherishes.”
A hint of sadness flickered across his face as he pressed his lips together, "I was just wondering how your face is. Has it gotten any better?"
"I don't know," I replied offhandedly.
I hadn't even thought to check in the mirror all night.
Back in my room, reflecting on that moment, a mix of sourness and pity swirled within me.
Yet, looking up at the mirror and seeing the stark red marks on my face after removing my makeup, I found my reason to harden my heart again.
He probably didn't defend Margaret earlier just to prevent me from bringing it up to Timothy.
After all, he's always been considerate towards Margaret.
Unable to enjoy dinner at the family gathering and feeling famished after a shower, I couldn't focus on my book. Peering through the door crack, I noticed the living room lights were still on.
Not wanting to face Bryant, I hesitated but eventually gave in to my hunger. Thinking he might have forgotten to turn off the lights, I ordered delivery with a note to leave it hanging on the door, avoiding any doorbell rings.
Unexpectedly, as I tiptoed out after seeing the delivery notification, I ran straight into Bryant working in the open office area.
Fresh from a shower, he wore a navy blue pajama set, looking effortlessly handsome with his wet hair adding to his allure. Removing his gold-rimmed glasses, he massaged the bridge of his nose before approaching me, "Hungry?"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson)
This story is useless now. there is no essence. Jane is a whore, at least Bryant never sleep around. There was a misunderstanding between him and his step sister but he never slept with anyone. Bryant should just find a good woman by his side. Jane and Gregory will have a baby. Jane found her biological mother. So what else to be expect in this story?...
Who is the ML ? Hope its Greg.. but I kinda feel pity for Bryant too now.....
Im getting disappointed not with the story but the update. Before its 10 chaps per day then down to 5 then 4 now its only 3....
Anyone know the original novel title?...
waste of time, useless and dragging story....
Ten chapters per day is absolutely a lie... where's 10 chapters? I don't see it...
Why don't you update?...
We can't waitttt...
Update pleaseeee...
Even tho it says 10 chaps at day on 27th of June 10 chaps were not uploaded 😣☹🙁...