Ferdinand looked at her, his handsome features softened by a faint smile. "You let Bryn go."

It wasn't an accusation, just a simple statement.

Mary reached up and helped him out of his suit jacket, then turned to hang it neatly on the coat rack.

"Briony once helped me, Ferdinand. I couldn't stand by and watch you drive her to her death."

"Aren't you afraid I'll be angry?"

His voice was like ice, his gaze fixed on her with a chilling detachment, as if she were a stranger.

But she was carrying his child.

"I am afraid, Ferdinand. But I'm more afraid you'll regret this. Briony isn't as docile

as she seems. She's stubborn-if she doesn't want to stay, no matter what you do, you'll just push her to the edge. If you keep tightening your grip, the only escape she'll see is death."

Mary turned to face him, her eyes unwavering. "I love you. Even knowing you only see me as a means to an end, I don't regret any of it. But Ferdinand-you have nothing to fear. You still have this child. This is your and Briony's baby. As long as the child is born safely, the bond between you and her will never truly break. So why rush things now?"

Ferdinand studied her quietly. He had to admit—she knew how to calm him down.

was true; the child was

much

he could tolerate almost

this baby to come into the world healthy and

use the child as her shield. But

behave yourself. The more you anger me now, the

her arms around his neck, and rose up on her

mouth. "Ferdinand, this is

pulled her arms away. "Don't

win me

swayed by that, would

touching her belly. "You're so cruel, Ferdinand. I'm willing to bear this child for you and Briony, and all you do is snap at me. Have you forgotten a

affects her

her coyness-any other man would've been moved. But

smile. "It's getting late.

he turned and

back, a smile trembling

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