Chapter 199
Chapter 199
I couldn’t see through Bryant. All I could do was instinctively step back. “What do you mean?” “Can we not get a divorce? Please?” Bryant clutched my wrist, his fingers tracing my pulse, “From now on, it’s only you that I want. No one else matters.” I asked, “Including Teresa and Margaret?” He said firmly, “Yes.” “Bryant,” I sneered, full of disbelief. “Can you even convince yourself of that?” If it was a sudden epiphany, it was far too late. I hadn’t expected him to believe me, but it wasn’t enough to make up for the past between us. His voice was low. “So, you still don’t want to remain my wife?” I looked at him squarely, saying firmly, “Yes, I don’t.” If we could go back to before we lost the baby and he made this decision, I might have agreed in a heartbeat. But right then, I couldn’t find any reason to say yes. Home Categories Search…
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Was it when he rushed past me to help someone else when I was knocked down? Or was it when the slap he gave me as I miscarried wasn’t harsh enough? Our marriage was beyond saving. Bryant was silent for a long while, his grip on my hand tightening until, finally, his eyes cleared, filled with bitter irony. “I could even pretend I never saw these photos. Isn’t that enough?” His words felt like a bucket of ice water poured over me in the dead of winter, chilling me from head to toe, freezing my blood. I smiled, but tears welled up first, breaking free from his grasp, “So, you never Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
believed me? Bryant, is that what you think of me?” “Jane…” Suddenly, panic seized his features as he extended a hand towards me. I dodged, stepping back while shaking my head with a laugh. “In your eyes, I’m someone who’d sleep around. How disgusting! Aren’t you repulsed by touching me?” He looked stunned. “I didn’t mean that…” “Bryant, you jerk!” With that, I turned and ran upstairs, slamming the bedroom door behind me.
Mark did message me a few times, checking if I was okay.