Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 64

“How do you know I’m looking at you if you don’t look at me?”

“I’m looking at my wife, as I rightly should.” He shamelessly threw out that line.

The question I had wanted to ask got stuck in my throat.

The Ferguson Group building towered above, its dense glass facades glinting like diamond cuts, shimmering with the morning sun.

Kevin parked the car under the portico, and I practically jumped out, eager to escape the brewing storm.

“Jane, good morning!” Linda suddenly appeared from not too far off, greeting me with an infectious energy.

I managed a smile, grabbing her arm to hurry along, “Good morning. Let’s go, it’s freezing.”

“Jane, you forgot your breakfast.” Behind us, Bryant stepped out of the car, calling out to me.

Taking a deep breath, I turned to take the breakfast, keeping my distance, “Thanks, Mr. Ferguson.”

“Jane, are you and Mr. Ferguson…”

Linda hooked her arm with mine, leaning in with a mischievous wink, “When did you two get together? Don’t tell me you’re Mr. Ferguson’s secret wife!”

“No…”

I didn’t want to stir up any drama before the divorce, especially not something that might reach Margaret and cause who knows what, so I instinctively denied it.

In the midst of our conversation, Bryant, with his long strides, had already passed by us.

Linda’s words, undoubtedly, had reached his ears in full.

Yet, he said nothing to refute it.

Linda’s eyes widened. Once the exclusive elevator doors closed behind him, she gasped, “Jane, your denial is useless now, Mr. Ferguson himself has confirmed it!”

“When did he confirm anything?”

“Silence is the loudest form of admission!”

I felt helpless, increasingly finding it impossible to argue with the young and fresh-out-of-college.

But Linda knew when to stop. Once in the elevator, she kept quiet.