I looked toward Bryant, adding, "And even if he's a tricky guy, if I get played and still feel grateful, it's none of your business."
"As long as we're not signing those divorce papers, everything about you is my business!" He seemed almost amused by his anger, his tongue flicking against his cheek, "Jane, don't even think about making me cuckolded."
With a calm command, Bryant instructed the driver, "Drive! Back to the Ferguson Mansion!"
I was baffled, staring wide-eyed at him. "What are you trying to do?"
"Until those divorce papers are in hand, forget about seeing Mark in secret!" His tone left no room for argument, and I was nearly driven to madness, struggling fiercely. "What right do you have to control my life?"
He remained unmoved. "Because I'm still your husband!"
I took a deep breath, my words laced with sarcasm, "Husband? What a joke! Have you ever believed a word I said?"
Bryant frowned, his gaze deepening, "You mean what happened at the hospital today?"
I snapped, "What else?"
He rubbed his temples, his voice rich and deep, "You're not a child anymore. You should know, even if you call the cops, everything requires evidence."
"Are you a cop or my husband?" I looked at him steadily, asking as calmly as I could.
How could he be so clear-cut, claiming to be my husband on the one hand, yet never trusting me? Could a person be so divided?
Bryant stiffened slightly, his lips pressing together. "But they're not criminals."
I clenched my fists. "They are your lover and future mother-in-law, right?"
Bryant tried to explain, "Jane, listen. Margaret and I..."
"Stop," I smirked, though my eyes were cold. "You doubt my relationship with Mark just as much when I tell you nothing is happening. What about you and Margaret? I bet it wasn't just a one-time sleepover!"
Bryantâs gaze darkened, his words crystal clear, "You're the only woman for me. I haven't touched anyone else."
Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson)
ï¤Chapter 191 His Charming Wife ï¤Chapter 10 I was stunned. My instinct was to argue, but looking at Bryantâs expression, it didn't seem like a lie.
I knew pursuing it would lead nowhere, so I turned my head. "What did you say to Mark just now?"
Bryant snorted, "Want to know?"
I admitted, "Yes."
Bryant was unfazed. "I said I could withdraw the divorce application unilaterally."
Anger surged within me, my teeth clenched in fury, "Bryant, you're despicable!"
He was telling me and warning me! As long as I went against his wishes, he could cancel the application, trapping me in this marriage forever.
His eyes were as cold as ice. "I have many more despicable methods. Want to try?"
I stared at him, feeling like I had never known the man before me.
My desire to struggle faded, and my arms fell to my sides. "Why?"
He answered, "To teach you a lesson, to remember who you are. And to remember who your man is."
Suddenly, I understood his motive.
It wasn't out of love. Bryant had never loved me. It was purely a man's possessiveness at play.
Even so, I wasn't ready to give in once we arrived at the Ferguson Mansion. I stepped out of the car and walked away.
Behind me, his voice was cold and deep, "Did you think I'd bring you here just to let you walk away?"
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