When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 21

All the anticipation just drained away in an instant, leaving me feeling bone-chillingly cold all over. Utter despair must be what I’m feeling right then.

Holding the phone, I was unable to speak for a long while. I wanted to ask something, but it seemed utterly pointless.

Where he had gone was obvious without saying. I had made it clear to him there wouldn’t be a next time. So, that was his choice, right?

After all, adults understand the art of choice, weighing the pros and cons.

After his deliberation, I was the one left behind Subconsciously, my hand drifted to my stomach, and suddenly, I wondered if I should keep this child.

Once decided, cutting ties with him would become nearly impossible, even if I wanted to. The custody of the child would be a huge issue.

On the other end, he called out, “Jane?”

“Yeah.” I didn’t say much more. Or rather, I didn’t want to exchange another unnecessary word with him at that moment.

After breakfast, I drove to the hospital & had wanted Bryant to accompany me, thinking it would be a happy surprise.

I didn’t bother Emma. It was not like I was already heavily pregnant and couldn’t move. Maybe it was the turmoil in my thoughts, but I didn’t react in time when a car unexpectedly cut in front of me. There was a loud crash.

After I regained my senses, I felt the world spinning, and I dialed Bryant’s number with the remaining strength.

After we got married, the first thing I did was set him as my emergency o

contact.

“Bryant was my husband now.’ The thought alone was enough to keep me overjoyed for a long time, eager to do something to manifest dur relationship.

much thought, all I could come up with was setting the emergency contact. And

phone rang for what seemed like

stomach, and when thinking

up the phone!’ I prayed in my

the call went

Finally,

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

in an instant, leaving me feeling bone-chillingly cold all over. Utter

was unable to speak for a long while.

to him there wouldn’t be a next time. So, that

art of choice, weighing the

his deliberation, I was the one left behind. Subconsciously, my hand drifted to my stomach, and suddenly, I wondered

become nearly impossible, even if I wanted to. The custody of the child would be

other end,

want to exchange

breakfast, I drove to the hospital. I had wanted Bryant

like I

thoughts, but i didn’t react in time

senses, I felt the world spinning, and

thing I did

thought alone was enough to keep me overjoyed long time, eager to do something to

contact. An Bryant didn’t even know about it. It was a

for what seemed like an eternity, but I got

answer.

my stomach, and

pick up the phone!’ I prayed in