They Want Me Back When It's Too Late (Jessica and Brian) novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Jessica froze in place, her delicate brows knitting together as a frosty glare settled on the figure approaching

*Nice to see you, Jessi. Too good for me now that you’re Grant Group’s heiress and big–shot CEO? Madeline’s voice dripped with false sweetness the masked the jealousy in her eyes, putting on a pitiful act as she approached Jessica.

A wave of overpowering perfume hit Jessica like a wall. The stench was suffocating, Jessica’s frown deepened, her gaze turning ice–cold. But she held her ground as Madeline closed the distance,

“Remember when you said it didn’t matter where you came from? That no one’s better than anyone else? Madeline’s voice cracked on a sob, though her eyes were sharp as knives. “So why the hell are you looking down on me? We’re no differenti”

“I don’t care about where you grew up. I’m disgusted by who you’ve become.” Jessica’s voice was cold. “You did this to yourself, Madeline.”

Guys who were actually decent had chased Madeline. But she’d turned her nose up at them, dismissed them as not good enough. Instead, she’d gone alter Brian, a married man with a wife and kid.

Jessica was done with her. She had zero patience left. When she tried to walk away, Madeline stepped right in front of her.

Standing nose–to–nose, the cloying perfume was unbearable. Jessica opened her mouth to tell her to move, but the stench hit the back of her throat.

“Ugh…” She turned her head,

Something didn’t add up. Jessica had taught Madeline everything about perfume–how to layer scents, when less is more. She wouldn’t douse herself like a cheap air freshener. And what about the custom rose perfume Jessica had made just for her?

Madeline’s face went from red to white as she watched Jessica heave. Her worst fear was confirmed. She thought, That bitch really is pregnant. This

can’t be happening!‘

Madeline’s vision blurred, the perfect life she’d dreamed of crumbling i

“Heh.” Her laur

into dust.

laugh was bitter. “You’re one sneaky bitch, Jessica. Know Brian was done with you, so you get yourself knocked up to trap him, didn’t you?”

Jealousy burned in her veins, but Madeline held it together–barely. One wrong move and she might snap…

Jessica’s brows knit together.

“Thought you taught me women should stand on their own two feet?” Madeline spat. “Look at you now. Brian can’t stand you, Jacob hates you, and you’re hiding a pregnancy? Pathetic.”

“Hide it?” Jessica scoffed. “Brian’s my husband. Why would I need to hide it? Har tone tumed icy.

“Besides, this kid has nothing to do with him. From now on, this baby’s mine and mine alone.” Shoving Madeline aside, she added, “Relax. The divorce is still on. If you’re so eager, go ahead and take my place.”

Pale–faced, Jessica climbed into the car. That cheap, overpowering perfume left her nauseous.

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