When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 34

Barely a week after he’d handed me the keys, the house was already under renovation. I was chasing contractors from dawn till dusk. He never bothered to ask about it.

No matter how late I got home, at most, he’d politely comment, “Quite the night, huh?” or, “Looks like the Design Department’s swamped”

That was it. No inquiries about where I’d been or what I’d been up to. It wasn’t within Bryant’s scope of concern anymore.

With divorce on the horizon, I wasn’t in the mood to hold back. “Maybe it’s because you’ve been too busy with Margaret.”

Sure enough, his face tightened at the mention.

I felt a twinge of satisfaction.

Bryant said, “We haven’t been in touch lately.”

“No need to explain to me. It didn’t matter anymore.” I said, “As you please. Once we divorce, you can bring her home.”

so snarky?” His brows knitted together, a hint of helplessness in his

“And how

has nothing

a joke.” Dropping that bomb, went to the foyer, changing shoes to leave. Waiting in the car, the driver hurried to open

who usually had little to say, made an awkward conversation throughout the ride. His gaze dropped to my feet, puzzled. “Why

more comfortable,”

was pregnant, I ditched the heels. Didn’t want to

word and pondered before asking, “When will Christmas’ limited edition

I looked at him,

it wasn’t the focus of the Ferguson Group in recent years. Bryant had delegated authority long ago, only requiring project updates at

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‘First heels, and

a smirk playing on his lips. “What, can’t

work?”

no choice but to

had confirmed the designs on Monday, we could push

said bluntly, “Bryant, stop beating around