It was during these days that Bradley finally understood that it wasn’t Angela who couldn’t live without him. It was ‘him’ who couldn’t live without ‘her’.
Angela glanced at him, then leaned closer to Margaret and whispered something.
Margaret looked at Bradley cautiously, then whispered, “I really didn’t expect Mrs. Harrison to be so formidable. Does Bradley really not know about any of this?”
“Why should I tell him?” Angela retorted. “You should know everything that’s happened recently.”
Margaret nodded. “I do.”
Angela took a troubled sip of her wine. “He keeps saying he needs me to give him time, but what if I lose this gamble? Has he ever considered that?”
As a woman, Margaret deeply empathized. “Men... they think too simply.”
“That’s why all men in the world are selfish. The co
