When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 62

“No, not at all.”

1 scrambled for an excuse, “I was just grabbing something.”

“That something?”

He gestured towards a delivery bag sitting on the dining table.

Feeling the awkwardness of being caught in a lie, I touched my nose, “Didn’t I tell the delivery guy not to ring the bell?”

“He didn’t ring the bell.”

“Then how did you know?”

“He knocked.”

I was speechless, internally cursing the delivery guy’s cleverness.

Walking over, I started to unpack the bag, ready to dig in, when Bryant placed a steaming bowl of seafood chowder in front of me..

said you didn’t eat much tonight, had the

“And the chowder…?”

“I made it.”

his voice calm and cool, “I took a shower before I cooked. You’ve been

stopped me in

cleaned up, wasn’t “dirty” anymore before he made the chowder,

my vision, and took several bites before I could compose

don’t have

It made me hesitant.

hate indecision the most, don’t

a hand reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, his cool

look out for each other?” After

if we had returned

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that gentle and considerate

I met his piercing gaze, “But, I only agreed to a month for Timothy’s

the past, it was always you taking care of me, taking care of Grandpa. This

but I remained

to refuse. Logic didn’t allow it, yet my emotions desperately clung to this

to carefully choose his words,

we reached a point where divorce was the only