Chapter 119


    Margaret clenched her manicured nails into my skin with all her might, sending a fiery pain through


    my arm.


    Hearing Margaret’s words, Christine’s face turned pale with fear, wanting to rush over and pull me


    away, but Margaret held onto my wrist tightly, refusing to let go.


    Her eyes were almost crazed, cold, and chilling. “Didn’t you get me? I’m asking you to call Bry.”


    “Fine.” Considering I was pregnant, Christine hesitated to pull too hard, finally caving in. “I’ll call him


    right now. Just let go of Jane.”


    “No way!” After dragging me out of the mall, Margaret walked a bit further. Ahead was the busy


    street, bustling with cars.


    Memories of Bryant covered in bloodst time sent chills down my spine. Margaret might be


    capable of taking us both down with her.


    White as a sheet, Christine had dialed the phone. “Don’t be rash. Don’t hurt Jane.”


    “Put it on speaker.” Margaret raised her chin, and not daring to disobey, Christine switched to


    speaker.


    Soon, Bryant picked up. “Hello?”


    Christine spoke, “Bryant! Jane and I are across from the office, at the shopping center. You need to


    come


    quick!”


    “What’s wrong?” Bryant’s voice instantly grew tense, his footsteps audible in the background.


    Not wanting to provoke Margaret, Christine said, “You’ll see when you get here. Juste to


    entrance number 8.”


    “Five minutes.” Bryant was quick, “I’m getting in the elevator now. I’m hanging up. Wait for me


    there.”


    After the call ended, Margaret squinted her eyes at me, a mocking smile spreading across her face.


    “Hearing how worried he is about you? Are you happy now?”


    I had never seen someone so unreasonable. I tried to pull my wrist away, but Margaret’s expression


    grew more ferocious, leaving me no choice but to give up. “Margaret, you’re pregnant. Please calm


    down…”


    “Calm down with what?” Margaret shrieked back at me. “Now that you’ve secured your spot as Mrs.


    Ferguson, you can afford to tell me to calm down. If you were in my shoes, could you stay calm?”


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    I lowered my gaze.


    “I’m not…”


    “Not what?” Margaret dropped all pretense, pressing me aggressively, “You guys were supposed to


    be getting a divorce. Why aren’t you?! Jane, I thought there would be no turning back for you two


    after Timothy died and I could finally marry Bry. But why? Why has ite to this?”


    “Bry!” Margaret suddenly looked across the street. Unable to turn back, Bryant had parked on the


    other side and was striding toward us, his face dark and stormy.


    But, with thirty seconds left on the red light, he couldn’t get across.


    Through her tears, Margaret cried, “Have you decided to abandon me? You promised. you’d always


    take care of me!”


    Then, turning to me with a twisted smile, she whispered, “Jane, tell me, between my death and


    yours, who do you think Bry would choose?”


    Without giving me a chance to react, she suddenly pulled with all her might, dragging me into the


    oing traffic like crazy!


    The sound of car horns red suddenly! My mind buzzed, the scene before me a blur of chaos. A


    car braked in time but still hit my thigh, and I was thrown toward the ground!


    Thankfully, Bryant rushed through the traffic, recklessly running toward me.


    Instinctively, I reached out for him, but my fingertips only grazed his shirt sleeve, missing the chance


    to grab hold of him.