When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 3

‘Jewelry?’ I frowned slightly and raised my voice to Bryant, who had just entered the bathroom. “Bryant, Margaret is here. I’m going down to see her.”

Almost instantly, Bryant emerged, his expression colder than I had ever seen before..

“I’ll handle it. You don’t need to worry about it. Go freshen up.” Bryant, always composed and reserved before me, spoke with a hint of unspoken emotion, sounding irritated and anxious.

A strange feeling arose within me. “I’ve freshened up. Remember? I even squeezed the toothpaste out for you.”

“Okay then. Let’s go down together. We shouldn’t keep our guest waiting.” Bryant said.

I grabbed his hand, and we made our way downstairs.

The staircase spiraled elegantly, and halfway down, we could see Margaret sitting gracefully on the sofa in her simple white dress.

She looked up at the sound of our footsteps, her smile serene. When her gaze fell on Bryant and me holding hands, her cup trembled slightly, spilling a few drops.

It must have been a bit hot, and she cried out softly in her flurry, “Ah…”

stairs, taking the cup from her with a mix of panic and haste. “How can you be so careless? Can’t even hold a cup

no room for argument. He then grabbed

to pull her hand back. “I’m fine. You’re making a big deal out

up. Burns can scar if not treated properly, you

watching the scene unfold,

mind. When we first married, I learned Bryant had a sensitive stomach and began

with him.

I accidentally tipped over a pot, and the splashing

you okay? You go and take care

gentle and caring yet so

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that something was off. But having secretly adored Bryant for so many years, with countless diary entries

that I got

heart felt as if it was tightly

concern, he failed to

some lemonade. It’s cold. It

then let go of her hand, avoiding my gaze, and scolded Margaret,