FreeNovelChapter 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 pullaway, but Margaret held onto my wrist tightly, refusing to let go.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer 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 draggingout of the mall, Margaret walked a bit further. Ahead was the busy street, bustling with cars.
Memories of Bryant covered in blood last tsent 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 cquick!" "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. Just cto entrance number 8." "Five minutes." Bryant was quick, "I'm getting in the elevator now. I'm hanging up. Wait forthere." 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, leavingno 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 tellto calm down. If you were in my shoes, could you stay calm?" I lowered my gaze.
"I'm not..." 1/2 Chapter 119 "Not what?" Margaret dropped all pretense, pressingaggressively, "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 it cto 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.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThrough her tears, Margaret cried, "Have you decided to abandon me? You promised. you'd always take care of me!"
Then, turning towith a twisted smile, she whispered, "Jane, tellime, between my death and yours, who do you think Bry would choose?"
Without givinga chance to react, she suddenly pulled with altherm might, dragginginto the oncoming traffic like crazy!
The sound of car horns blared suddenly! My mind buzzed, the scene beforea blurdf chaos. A carcar braked in tbut 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.
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