When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 100

Bryant paused a bit. “How did you know?”

There was no point in beating around the bush when a marriage ended. I confessed, “That day, I overheard you talking with your granddad in the office. I also heard you admit that you had no feelings for me anymore. Maybe this marriage was a mistake from the very beginning.”

“It wasn’t.” He denied it desperately, knitting his brows as he reminisced, and then clarified, “I wasn’t admitting to what you think. You misunderstood it…”

I wasn’t in a hurry to argue. I watched Bryant quietly, smiling, “Did you ever love me?”

Bryant was stunned for a moment. The question was perhaps too difficult for him. “Jane…”

“Don’t explain. It’ll just make me look pitiful.” I laughed as if I cared about nothing, “Just have Kevin send over the agreement you prepared for me. Someday, you’ll marry someone else. It wouldn’t be right for me to hold onto these shares…”

He cut me off with conviction, every word sincere, “I won’t remarry.”

My eyelashes fluttered. “That’s your choice. It’s not right for me to hold onto these shares.” I wasn’t that big-hearted. After all, I’d been in love with him for many years, and it seemed wrong to see him again after our divorce. Time should erase all traces of the past, not keep reopening old wounds.

give me no peace. It would be better to

fell, glancing at his watch, his lips pressed thin. “I only have five minutes left. We

do it now.” I clenched my teeth and quickly signed my name in the blank

always a way to handle it. The

clerk had finished checking the other documents and

was correct, she handed us a divorce application form. “Sign this, and return for

the motions, the clerk added, “I see you both still have feelings for

Chapter 100

two are different. One person keeps

smiled, still somewhat lucid. “He just

both hold each other in your hearts, take this cooling-off period to think things over. If you regret it, you can come back here to

who had been silent, suddenly spoke up,

said, “Yes, just come in on a

that, we pushed the signed application

I felt like I was awakening from a long dream. It felt like these three years

Bryant opened the umbrella he had the door, his voice as damp as the air. “Let