When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 30

His face was dark with displeasure as he picked up the document and gave it a cursory glance, his voice laced with scrutiny. “So, all you want is that house?”

“Yes, I replied.

Though a gift from Bryant, that house had seen much of my heart and effort in its decoration. Beyond that, I wanted nothing else,

The house would provide a place for my baby and me to live. Everything else, while not

extravagant, was enough to ensure a decent life for my child.

That way, even if the truth about my baby’s lineage came out one day, I could firmly establish a boundary between him and the Ferguson family. After all, the Ferguson family hadn’t spent a dime on raising him.

“Fine, I’ll sign it when I get a chance,” Bryant said, tossing the document into a drawer.

I frowned. “Aren’t you free right now?”

It would only take a moment to sign.

Bryant’s face remained impassive. “I need to have my lawyer look it over first.”

gaze. “Okay, just make

words, I headed straight back

all that was left was

the HR department. “Hello, sir, this is Jane. I was wondering why I hadn’t got resignation approval

director said, “Ah, about that. Mr. Ferguson said it was not to be approved. Sorry, I must’ve been too busy the

Bryant refused?

should be, like Margaret, eager to see me

no choice but to call Bryant. “The director of the HR department said you rejected my

from Grandpa, continuing to work at Ferguson Group is the least you can

up, I pondered, “Wasn’t it rejected days ago? B

only visited today.” Thinking it over, I felt increasingly agitated. I couldn’t figure out what Bryant was thinking. The slight turmoil in my heart settled by evening, especially after

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leaving the office

the divorce agreement yet, and there they were, seemingly in

went to the supermarket, did some grocery shopping, and returned to my new place, determined to cook a hearty meal for myself and

the culinary skills I acquired for Bryant to look after myself.

perfect to

past three years, I’d learned to cook but always tailored to Bryant’s preferences. He had a sensitive stomach and preferred bland food,