Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 206

Bryant was getting more annoyed by the second, his laughter tinged with sarcasm, "Oh, look who's suddenly so concerned!"

"Oh, no, that's not it." I couldn't help but chuckle, "The person who cornered Margaret today was her. Bryant, your knack for jumping from one marriage to the next without breaking a sweat is quite a feat."

His brows furrowed deeply, "Impossible."

"It’s true. Don't believe me? Ask Margaret." After that, I realized Margaret had been missing for quite a while. Scanning the hall, I noticed that my father-in-law, Albert, was nowhere to be seen.

A thought flashed through my mind, and I quickly made an excuse. "My stomach hurts. I need to use the restroom!"

With that, I clutched my stomach and hurried off toward the restroom.

The Larson Mansion was vast. After not hearing any sound in the restroom, I headed straight for the backyard. The upper floors were for the family only, and guests wouldn’t go up there. They had either left or were somewhere outside.

The cold wind was biting, and everyone else was busy networking in the banquet hall, leaving the yard deserted.

I tiptoed, searching around. Soon, the absurdity of my thoughts hit me. No matter the circumstance, it was unthinkable for anyone to engage in such acts on someone else's property, especially during a celebration.

I heard a cat's meow as I was about to head back. Thinking someone had accidentally freed the family's cat, I intended to help return it. However, after a few steps, I faintly heard a man’s heavy, rapid breathing from behind the dense foliage. "Easy, no one's going to come out here. I'll be quick, very quick."

It was Albert's voice.

The woman's voice was low, almost crying, "Dad! What are you doing? It's too risky here. I'm scared. If Bry finds out, it's over between us!"

I knew that voice all too well.

It was my first time eavesdropping on such an act, and my heart was racing. I nervously began recording with my phone while instinctively holding my breath.

"That's because you're dressed so temptingly today. Don't worry. No one's going to venture out in this cold. It adds to the thrill..."

"Wait for me!" Margaret glared at him, annoyed, hastily pulling up her thong and straightening her dress.

I had no time to escape and could only hide behind a centuries-old tree, holding my breath.

Fortunately, the dim lighting and cold temperature worked in my favor, and Margaret followed Albert back inside, grumbling.

I heard the door close and started breathing heavily, patting my chest. Even though I wasn't the one with a guilty conscience, I felt as if I had just done something wrong.

"Mrs. Ferguson has quite the taste. Only goes for the real deal in adult entertainment."

A casual voice came from behind another tree, and I realized I wasn't alone!

He had no sense of guilt about spying on others and even flashed me a smile. "You were recording, huh? For a little trip down memory lane?"