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.”

do you have to be so snarky?” His brows knitted together, a hint of helplessness

looked indifferent. “And how should I

she has nothing to do

shoes to leave. Waiting in the car, the driver hurried to open the door for me. As I

ride. His gaze dropped

more comfortable,”

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

a word and pondered before asking, “When will Christmas’

I looked

focus of the Ferguson Group in recent years.

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him today?’ I wondered, ‘First heels, and now Christmas’ limited

narrowed, a smirk playing on his lips. “What,

work?”

had no choice but to play along.

After we had confirmed the designs on Monday,

again, and wanting to end the conversation, I said bluntly, “Bryant, stop beating around the bush. Just sign the divorce papers soon and be a