Chapter 162

Chapter 162

“What are you gloating about?!” Her chest heaved with rage, her eyes sparking with a vicious light. “Jane, you forced my hand. You had Bry push me abroad, didn’t you? Wait until I snag Mrs. Ferguson’s position. I’ll see you kicked out of RiverCity!”

“Push you abroad? That took me by surprise.

I thought, despite agreeing, Bryant would have a soft spot for Margaret, at most refusing to marry her, but I never imagined he’d cut ties so thoroughly.

“Stop playing dumb! Bry was so good to me. If not for you, how could he be so heartless!” Margaret shouted, “Listen up, I won’t leave the country. Give up on that dream!”

I

“Go tell him that. It wasn’t my idea to send you abroad.” After saying that, I was about to pour myself a glass of water when Margaret’s chilly voice rang out.

“I caused the loss of your child. You must hate me for that, right?” Margaret suddenly burst into laughter, her eyes filled with malice.

I

“Did Bryant to

A sharp stab of pain hit me, and I turned to stare at her. you that?”

“No, he didn’t have to.” Margaret strutted in high heels, smug as a peacock, venomously saying, “That car accident was no accident. I did it on purpose!”

Watching my expression crumble, she smirked, “Surprised? Well, I wasn’t sure if you were pregnant. I just thought I’d take a shot. Anyway, everyone knew my child wasn’t Bry’s. I was planning to get rid of it, anyway!” Margaret added, “But seeing you at the mall that day suddenly inspired me. What if I could swap out your seed with this worthless one inside me? Talk about a good deal! I can’t believe it worked! Interesting.”

Her laughter grew more twisted. “Bry couldn’t care less about you. Can you feel it? He probably doesn’t even give a damn about that bastard in your womb.”

Slap! Those harsh words sent my head spinning, my teeth clenched, and I swung my hand with all my might, landing a slap across her face!

I glared at her fiercely. “Get out! Just get out!”

“I won’t go. I want to say it!” Margaret’s excitement grew, her face turning more twisted, “When Bry lifted me into the car, I saw it! I saw the bastard in your womb turn into a pool of blood…”

Rage made my whole body tremble uncontrollably. “Margaret! Shut up!”

“I just wanted to cut off all possibilities between you two!” Margaret’s voice was sharp. pushing me to the edge. “Jane, don’t blame me You stole my man. I just killed a bastard…

The tension in my brain snapped suddenly. I grabbed a steak knife from the dining table

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and lunged at Margaret, stopping just inches away as sanity held me back.

I thought, ‘No! I can’t become like her. Right, I can’t.’

“Ha.” Just as I was about to pull back, Margaret flashed a twisted smile, suddenly grabbing my hand and driving it into her abdomen, “Jane, no wonder he always says you’re kind and gentle. Turns out it’s true.”

Warm blood seeped through her dress, staining my hands red. I’d never imagined she would go to such extremes. My voice trembled as I struggled to restrain it. “Are you insane?”

“What’s going on?”

I turned to see Bryant, a chill emanating from him, standing in the doorway.

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