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Chapter 60 "If it wasn't for your grandpa, you wouldn't have to deal with this crap." Christine rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck. If I hadn't grabbed her arm, she'd have stormed back to argue smore.
Out of nowhere, it had started raining, the autumn wind chilling to the bone, making you want to hunker down.
Once we got into the car, Christine burst out, "Why did you pullback? Did you not hear what she said? Damn, what a load of bullshit. She must've been hiding when brains were handed out!" "I heard." I sighed, starting the car and slowly merging onto the road, "Bryant is fickle. I just wanted to get out of there before he changes his mind." Arguing with Margaret is pointless, "Aren't you pissed?" she asked.
"I'm fine." It wasn't so much about not being angry as much as being used to it.
At this hour, RiverCity's nightlife was just kicking off. The streets were bustling and particularly congested.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuddenly, Christine flashed a grin, leaning in and winking at me, "Feels good, doesn't it?" "What feels good?" "Seeing her car smashed up like that, feels good, right?" I thought about it, unable to deny the dark thoughts in my heart, "Yeah, it does." Margaret's identical car parked next to mine had been an eyesore.
It wasn't just about the car. It felt like she was showing off her place in Bryant's heart.
Seeing that wreck parked outside the police station, I was worried about Christine and couldn't enjoy the moment.
But now, thinking back, it felt like a massive weight had been lifted off my chest.
"That's all I needed to hear." I Christine looked thoroughly pleased with herself.
Chapter 50 I couldn't help but laugh. "But you can't handle it like this again." "Okay, got it." "Don't brushoff." "I'm not. You know I always listen to you." I was at a loss with her. When we reached her place, I softly said, "Christine, you really can't be this reckless. Today was Bryant letting things slide. But what if he had decided to take Margaret's side?" "Do you think I'm an idiot?" Christine smirked, "There's always Steven, right?" That's when it hit- I'd completely forgotten about her and Steven! Suddenly, it all made sense. She had her bases covered.
I was nothing in Bryant's eyes, but Steven had been his buddy since childhood.
Even if not for me, he would've let go for Steven's sake.
"Alright, I guess I worried for nothing." I chuckled.
"Just focus on staying calm and taking care of yourself." She pointed at my belly, lifting her chin, "I wouldn't risk going to jail. Then who'd be there for you and the little one if you got bullied, huh?" Then, switching gears, she asked, "But why did Bryant stand up for you.
I paused for a moment, “Not sure." you today?" "Do you think he's realized he cares for you now that he's lost you? Suddenly found out You're the one he loves?" Christine threw a soap opera Sude "That's impossible." curveball.
I scoffed, dismissing the idea without a second thought, "He won't fall for me." "If he didn't fall for you, how did you get pregnant?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChristine was settingup, and it tooka moment to catch up m before playfully glared at her, "Get En out!" On my way back to Riverview Estate, her question lingered in my mind, only to be denied tand again.
Bryant, he couldn't possibly love me.
After spending over a thousand days and nights together without a hint of affection! separation made it even less likely. Chapter 60 Yet, this thought shattered the moment I stepped out of the elevator and saw him standing at my door." Christine's question resurfaced.
"Why are you here?" I asked, only then noticing the black suitcase that m matched his clothes, placed by his side. Under the bright lights, Bryant stood tall, his usually distant demeanor softened, his voice deep and gentle.
"I cfor you." I met his gaze, asking. "But why the suitcase?" "Thought I'd move in," he said.