Chapter 25
“What? You’re kidding, right?” I was utterly stunned.
Bryant just shrugged casually. “I mean, Mark.”
“That night, wasn’t it him who dropped you off? He had just flown back from abroad, and you couldn’t wait to see him.” His tone was a mix of sarcasm and self-mockery.
I furrowed my brows, looking at him in disbelief and asked, “Are you saying I have a crush on Mark?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Bryant’s lips twisted into a bitter smile, cold and mocking. It felt like at slap in the face.
A wave of anger, nothing I’d ever felt before, surged through me, and I slapped Bryant hard across the face. “Bryant, you bastard!”
Despite trying to hold it back, tears streamed down my face. I found myself crying, then, absurdly, starting to laugh. It was all just so ridiculous.
To think, after all these years of being hopelessly devoted to him, it all came down to him insinuating I wanted a divorce because of another man.
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