Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 93

I had a hunch that Christine was on the phone with Steven, and man, she was far from cooling down.

"Yeah, yeah, Margaret's pregnant! Jane's like Iron Man, immune to all poisons, already been shot through the heart a thousand times, and you're still trying to stab her in the back. Ha, fine then, just hope Bryant doesn't live to regret it. Filling his house with other men’s children, serves him right!

Get lost, don't expect me to help him talk to Jane. If Jane divorces him, I'd stand by her a hundred percent, no, two hundred percent!"

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I took a deep breath, leaning against the wall as I settled on the window seat.

Pulling out my phone, I shot a message to Linda.

Linda replied almost instantly, "Jane, you found out, huh... Yeah, it happened the afternoon before yesterday. Mr. Ferguson's father came personally to escort Ms. Ferguson to the CEO's office."

"I'm so sorry, I've been trying to figure out how to tell you. How are things between you and Mr. Ferguson...?"

I swallowed the bitterness in my heart, preparing to reply when Christine suddenly burst through the door, putting on a carefree smile, "Jane, what are you up to? You've been cooped up here for days. Wanna go out for a walk?"

I immediately turned off my phone screen, "No, I want to get these competition drawings done as soon as possible."

"Alright then."

She flopped onto the bed, propping her head up with one hand as she watched me, "Well, you get to it then, I won't disturb you."

"Yeah, okay."

I didn't want her to sense anything was amiss, to spare her the worry.

As I stood to grab my drawing pad, a sudden sharp pain in my lower abdomen made me reach out instinctively, feeling something warm trickling down.

My face turned pale, and I rushed into the bathroom, only to see a smear of bright red on my underwear that nearly made me lose my balance.

"Jane, what's wrong?"

Christine, sensing something off, stood at the bathroom door asking.