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

indifferent. “And how should

not, she has nothing to do with us,”

bomb, went to the foyer, changing shoes to leave. Waiting in the car, the driver

throughout the ride. His gaze dropped to my feet, puzzled. “Why have you stopped

are more comfortable,”

out I was pregnant, I ditched

and pondered before asking, “When will Christmas’ limited

looked

the focus of the Ferguson Group in recent years. Bryant had delegated authority long ago, only requiring project updates at meetings, never inquiring

Chapter 34

‘First heels, and now

playing on his lips. “What, can’t

work?”

choice but to play along.

we had confirmed the designs on Monday, we could push the suppliers to ready the

wanting to end the conversation, I said bluntly, “Bryant, stop beating around the