When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 81

Bryant’s eyes narrowed slightly, an air of nonchalance in his gaze as he looked at me, a smirk playing on his lips. “Why don’t you give it a try?”

It was his usual smile, yet I felt a shiver run down my spine, as if daring me would result in my neck being snapped in the next moment.

“Give it a try? Fine, I’ll take your dare,” I said, driven by a stubborn refusal to be seen as weak.

His expression turned icy, a scornful laugh about to escape his lips when suddenly, his phone rang.

Margaret’s name popped into my head instantly. You’ve got to hand it to women’s intuition.

And indeed, it was Margaret.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Bryant didn’t answer, allowing the ringtone to blare incessantly. He could ignore it in a hundred different ways if he wanted to, so clearly, he chose not to.

“Bry, where have you wandered off to? I’m craving strawberry shortcake, and the baby wants it too. Hurry up and bring some home!”

The car’s confined space, coupled with its soundproof interior, made Margaret’s sweet voice all too clear to my ears.

I swear, I wasn’t eavesdropping on purpose.

out of the car nonchalantly and stood by the roadside, leaving me with just a profile view of his face, which seemed tinged

concern myself with their drama,

was it to

a roller coaster, a constant push and pull that seemed hostile but oddly codependent. From the

it wasn’t long, maybe just a couple of minutes, before he opened the passenger door

was conflicted, but his eyes conveyed

“Leaving already?”

I had indeed

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mistress in their relationship.

and my husband couldn’t wait

much more the wife than I ever

“I’ll have Kevin drive you

I can get back

Calmly, I got out of the car. “Your clothes and

I turned and walked away

“Jane.” Bryant called out.

slow down, in fact,

up with me in a few long strides, grabbing my

to keep

of determination. Give me some time. I’ll sort things out