Chapter 86
I was bewildered, “How did everyone find out she’s pregnant?”
Logically, only a few people should have known about it.
“Who knows.” Christine sat cross-legged, “There’s plenty of people itching to deal with a homewrecker. Probably she slipped up somewhere and word got out.”
*Just watch from the sidelines, don’t get involved.”
I was no saint. What Margaret and Bryant got themselves into, this affair mess, whoever would get the short end of the stick had it coming.
But Bryant, he had a nasty temper.
If he decided to play the knight for Margaret, I was worried Christine might get dragged into it.
Surviving in RiverCity by herself was already a full-time job for her. She wouldn’t stand a chance against Bryant’s wrath.
Christine awkwardly touched her ear, quickly saying, “Got it.”
She spoke so fast I could barely catch it.
After filling up on some homemade mac and cheese, I watched her swallow her pills before she curled up on the couch to play video games.
Meanwhile, I sprawled over the coffee table, trying to hash out my designs for the competition.
The deadline was tight, and my ideas were still a jumbled mess in my head. I needed to focus.
In the afternoon, my phone, which was lying on the dining table, suddenly rang.
Christine glanced at the caller ID, “Why’s he calling you?”
“No idea.”
I answered, puzzled, to hear Bryant’s voice, mixed with emotions, “You’re not at the office?”
“No.”
I was surprised he even noticed my absence, “I’ve got some personal matters, working from home.”
I had already informed Linda last night that I’d be working remotely. Anything urgent, she could just call me.
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Besides, my current projects could be done with just a laptop.
And as for meetings, Margaret probably preferred me out of the overshadow her.
“What’s the matter?”
cture, fearing I’d
Just as he finished, another voice burst through, “Bry, at a time like this, you’re still worried about her? If you’re not asking her, then I will!”
The phone was snatched away, and Margaret’s voice came through, full of fury, “Jane,
you playing at, spreading my pregnancy news like wildfire? Are you trying to ruin
what?
me?”
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I pursed my lips, staying silent.
Here came the interrogation.
Just yesterday it was him, now today both of them.
A duet of blame?
I was clear of conscience, “This has nothing to do with me.”
“If not you, then who? In the whole company, only you have a bone to pick with me. I’ve done nothing wrong; why are you after me?”
Margaret wouldn’t listen to reason, “Do you know how nasty the name-calling is? Just because you can’t have kids, doesn’t mean you should envy me!”
What? I was at a loss for words.
“Yes, Jane, I admit Bry and I were childhood sweethearts, and you might be a bit uncomfortable with that. But you didn’t have to stab me in the back… I never planned on getting back with Bryant, but now with the baby, I have to provide a home for it. At most, this is just reclaiming what’s mine. Besides, you’ve played the role of the rich wife for three years, you’re not losing out.”
Finally, Margaret said, “You’re a woman too; you must understand my situation. I’m begging you, please stop it…”
“Are you sick?” Bryant’s sharp voice cut in, “Jane said it’s not her, and she doesn’t lie. Stop making baseless accusations.”
“What do you mean, are you saying I’m framing her on purpose?”
“No.”
Margaret sounded displeased, “Then you go ahead and divorce her tomorrow! Once I post our marriage certificate, everyone will know who the real homewrecker is.”
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