Chapter 136

Chapter 136

I almost blurted it out, but I held back at the last second. It wouldn’t have made any

difference anyway.

I forced a smile, “You’re like a modern-day knight in shining armor. Can I ask you to do one more good deed next month?”

“What is it?” he asked.

I said quietly, “Come with me to get our divorce papers.”

The grip on my arm tightened, and I could feel his fingers tren le before everything went silent between us.

After a tense moment, the elevator doors suddenly opened, rev aling a loving couple stepping out.

Bryant seemed momentarily distracted, and I took the opportunity and stepped into the elevator..

to slip my wrist away

As I pressed the button to close the doors, a sense of relief washed over me for the first time in a long while.

Separation was the best option.

It was the only option.

That night, whether it was because things were finally getting resolved, or I was just exhausted, I slept until past nine the next morning.

Even Christine leaving for work didn’t wake me up.

She had left a pot of oatmeal with bacon bits in the kitchen for me.

I I I I ended up eating a lot, wondering why I was so hungry, when it hit me – I had miscarried.

Without the morning sickness, of course, my appetite came roaring back.

If it weren’t for the reminders every time I went to the bathroom, it would feel like everything was just a distant dream.

After breakfast, I sat in the sunlight, continuing my work on the design draft for the competition.

It was nearly complete; just needed some finishing touches.

Once done, I tweaked a few details and emailed it off.

Just as I was about to stretch my stiff neck and shoulders, my phone rang.

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“Hello?” I answered, confused.

Bryant’s voice was cool, “If you don’t want a divorce, why keep up the act?”

“What are you talking about?” I was utterly bewildered.

“I know everything.” His tone softened, “Your uncle came to see me, said you cried?”

I was instantly irritated.

I couldn’t believe Allen had meddled in this!.

When I didn’t respond, Bryant tried to coax me, Jane, we have ‘t reached a point where divorce is our only option.”

I clenched my fist, asking, “Where’s he now?”

“He just left.”

“Got it.”

“What I’m saying is-”

I hung up before he could finish.

What was even happening!

Grabbing my bag and remembering Christine’s motherly advice, I also grabbed a beige wool coat.

When I got to the hospital, Aunt Cheryl wasn’t there.

The room was open, reeking of cigarette smoke. Allen and Leroy were lounging around like lords, eating chips and watching soap operas.

The ashtray on the coffee table was filled with cigarette butts.

They looked anything but caregivers, having devoured all the hospital-provided nutrition meals and fruit platters.

Seeing me, Allen sat up, lazily saying, “Who taught you to visit empty-handed? Remember to bring something next time.”

“Where’s Auntie?” I asked, wafting away the smoke.

“Off for tests.”

“Fine!”

With Aunt Cheryl gone for who knew how long I felt no reason to hold back. I glared at him coldly, “Who asked you to go talking to Bryant?”

“What did I say wrong?”

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He glared back, “And how are you speaking to your elders? Where’s your respect?”

I didn’t mince words, “My life is none of your business.”

“How is it none of my business?”

Allen stood up, annoyed, “Wasn’t it you crying to your aunt just yesterday? Came out with red eyes! If you’re too stubborn to make things right with Mr. Ferguson, I did it for you. Why can’t you see that?”

I scoffed, “You’re just afraid if I divorce him and leave the Ferc son family, you’ll lose your cash cow, aren’t you?”

If it weren’t for Aunt Cheryl, I wouldn’t have wasted another mo ent talking to him.

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