When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 47

On the way

to dinner, my mind was still a whirlwind, replaying the scene from earlier and feeling utterly baffled by my own naivety.

When Margaret threw that question out, a part of me actually hoped Bryant would stand up for me, saying something like, “Of course she can spend my money,” or, “Since when does she need your approval to use my money?”

But what did Bryant say? He said, “The car was a gift from Grandpa.”

That shut Margaret up alright.

a:

When Margaret made a scene, he didn’t recognize my car, let alone remember I got the car. Or maybe, he did remember, but he didn’t want Margaret to know he was actually nice

to me.

Here I was, Mrs. Ferguson, feeling like I didn’t even have the right to use what was supposedly ours. Did I really need to hide and tiptoe around his ex?

And yet, he could give Margaret a car right in front of me, coldly pacifying her with, “Come on, you’re not a child. What’s the big deal? Buy the same model in a different color. It won’t take long.”

beginning to twinkle in the evening, a

away something identical to what was supposed to be a gift for

asked, “Still thinking about

“Yeah.”

the divorce was coming didn’t really ease the sting of

cursing as she usually would, but instead said, “If she really ends

planning?” I

worry, I’ve got it under control. You just

as Christine finished speaking, she smoothly parked

Tucked away as it was, it boasted an incredible menu

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I

rash, okay? All I want is a smooth divorce,

it, got it,” Christine replied nonchalantly, heading to the entrance to

to fifty tables ahead of

yelled from an upstairs window, showcasing a handsome face, “Hey, Chris, come on up! We’ve

It was Steven.

to frequent a place so lively and

lit up at the prospect of skipping the wait, and we quickly headed