Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Trevor didn’t risk placing the breakfast on Shirley’s desk until he was sure the office was empty. If their colleagues were to witness his gesture, they would likely joke and create gossip. Additionally, he was concerned that someone might report them to their supervisor.

“I brought it for you. Just eat it,” Trevor replied.

“I’ve already eaten. You don’t need to bring me breakfast in the future. I’ve told you already that the baby in my belly has nothing to do with you!” Shirley texted back.

Shirley chastised herself for her earlier lack of caution. It wasn’t until she joined the company that she discovered Trevor was also employed there. She felt guilty toward him and tried to keep her distance from him. When they crossed paths, she pretended she didn’t know him.

Trevor believed that the events between them at the hot spring resort significantly impacted Shirley and she was burdened with guilt by it.

Trevor was determined to make amends and avoid causing her any further distress, so he respected her desire to maintain a facade of unfamiliarity between them. As a result, they behaved like typical colleagues.

time at the company was limited. She would leave before

a few colleagues didn’t return after going out for lunch. Some had ordered takeout

went to the tea

around to find Trevor standing behind her, his gaze

raced, and she instinctively grabbed the bottle and

up and down Shirley’s figure, fixing on her belly. Understanding dawned on him, and he

opened her mouth, attempting to clarify any

she could speak, Trevor asked in a low tone, “It’s my child, isn’t

not yours,” she quickly asserted. “It has nothing

whose

the baby was at least four or five months old. In Trevor’s mind, the math left only one plausible

had orchestrated Shirley and Trevor’s liaison. Aware that Shirley didn’t have