Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 84

I was just trying to help when I pointed out the obvious, "If you don't want your kid to be born out of wedlock, go find Bryant and make him speed up our divorce, got it? Don't make a scene here. You wouldn't want to miscarry and lose another bargaining chip for marrying into the Ferguson family."

Then I told her assistant, "Show your boss out."

Margaret was fuming but seemed to think I had a point because she left without further fuss.

And the direction I pointed her in? Spot on.

How did I know? Well, that afternoon, Bryant gave me a call.

"What did you say to upset her?" The call opened with an accusation.

I paused my work, "I didn't say much, just told her to talk to you about the divorce."

His tone dipped, "You didn't tell her to go jump off a bridge?"

So, he was looking for something to pin on me.

I wasn't surprised Margaret would spin it like this, my voice softened, "I was cornered, okay? She called me a home-wrecker, said I was cursed, claimed I clung to any man I could find, and even threatened to have someone beat me up..."

Reflecting on Margaret's previous words, well, I wasn't exactly lying, was I?

I was simply jazzing up the truth a bit, which is more than I could say for her outright lies.

Bryant paused, his voice turning icy, "She said that to you?"

I responded, "You know her, don't you?"

After a moment of silence, he sighed, "She's been spoiled by my dad. Try not to stoop to her level."

I smirked, "Sure."

Men, the epitome of double standards.

One moment he's questioning me because of Margaret, and the next, he's nobly asking me not to retaliate.

Why doesn't he say that to Margaret?

When Christine heard about this, she was so enraged she could barely stay in bed.