When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 20

Bryant stood in the kitchen, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft halo around him that softened his usually cold demeanor.

He lowered his gaze, his defined and dexterous hands skillfully prepping the ingredients for dinner. The scene gave off a vibe of serene simplicity.

Perhaps sensing my stare, he glanced over with a light chuckle. “Why are you looking at me?”

“I just like looking at you.” My response was straightforward.

After all, admiring my husband was nothing to be embarrassed about, especially since he was quite the looker as if sculpted by the divine hands of God himself.

He was about to reply when his phone, tucked in his pants, rang.

As he was filleting a fish, he couldn’t answer it himself. “Honey, could you get that for me?”

“Sure.” I moved to his side, reaching hesitantly into his pocket, a blush creeping up my cheeks.

Our intimacy was usually for the privacy of our bedroom, and outside of it, we maintained. a respectful distance.

at me with a playful smirk. “We’ve been married for years. What’s there to be shy about? It’s just a

brushed against him through

only to meet his meaningful

talk right

I just wanted to check a

I dwelled much on

while Bryant and I were taking a stroll in the backyard to digest, I could barely keep my eyes

sleeping soundly

the light, I noticed Bryant wasn’t in bed. Coming to a bit, I heard

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the balcony.

cold and terse. “So, you’re just going to hand her

if you have to! What’s

won’t do it! How

threatened to end it all without a scratch? Tell her I won’t divorce Jane! She should get that through

added, “But

couldn’t catch

hand resting on the railing,