NovelEnglishChapter 117 I was momentarily stunned. I had almost forgotten about that.
With Timothy gone, as the new head of the Ferguson family, Bryant was naturally moving.
I pulled away from him, relenting, "Fine, forget it." Later in the evening, the housekeeper had dinner ready, and Gary cto call us down. The vast Ferguson Mansion seemed to continue its orderly pace. Yet, everyone looked heavy.
After dinner, I returned to my room to freshen up and fell into a deep sleep.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI had hardly slept for two days, wanting to sleep but unable to. Now that everything was settling down, I slept soundly, not waking until the following morning.
Bryant was already gone. The company was swamped these days, with rival firms looking to kick us while we were down.
Arriving at the office, I received many curious glances. Even though Bryant had promised to stop seeing Margaret, the office didn't know, and they were all still caught up in the of Margaret becoming the CEO's secretary. Their looks madefeel like the other woman.
But I stood tall, knowing I had done nothing wrong, and threw myself into work upon returning to my office. The design drafts flowed much more smoothly with inspiration, showing promise by the end of the day.
In the evening, Christine invitedout for dinner and wanting to clear my head, I accepted immediately. Leaving the office, I saw Linda still at her desk. I smiled. “Still not off?" off guard while on her phone, She jumped, flipping it face down on the desk Caught o quickly, flustered, “Jane, I... I'm leaving soon." "Okay, I'm heading out then." I locked my office door out of habit and left.
Christine was waiting forat an Italian restaurant in the mall, wavingover as I entered.
She lookedup and down. "You've lost weight in just two days." "You're overhyping it." I laughed it off and reached out my hand, "Show me.that gossip group chat about the office." Christine asked, "Why?" "Just want to see what they're saying about me." Chapter 117 "It's gone." Christine prepared to order.
I was puzzled, "Why?" "I disbanded it," answered Christine.
I was baffled. "You were the admin?" No wonder Christine seemed so guilty when I told her not to get involved in trashing Margaret. She wasn't just involved, she was leading the whole thing.
Christine touched her nose, saying, "Yeah, but you can't be mad at me." "Why would I be mad?" I poured slemonade. “Bryant's got too much to worry about. And he promisedhe'd stop seeing Margaret." Her interest piqued, and she incredulously asked, “For real? You're not getting a divorce?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It's true, but who knows if it'll last.” I felt almost indifferent, cradling the lemonade. If we can make it work, maybe we won't divorce." Christine was shocked. "Are you sure?" I said firmly, "Yeah." That way, Timothy could rest more peacefully. As for anything deeper, I couldn't care less, taking one step at a time.
Seeing my resolve, Christine dropped the subject.
After ordering, Christine casually checked her phone and suddenlyn looked up, giving the a knowing wink. "Were you at the concert with Mark that day?" "How did you know?" I was surprised.
She showedher phone.
"Someone posted it on the company forum. With all the aboutm dramen Margaret, everyone's been criticizing you. Then someone posted several photos in your defense, saying you have a handsboyfriend, clearly not the type to interfere in someone else's marriage." X
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