When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 104

Although we hardly stayed there, the housekeeper kept the place spotless, with no dust in sight. Even the bed linens were changed every three days, fresh and crisp.

Above the headboard hung a wedding photo, a vintage masterpiece crafted by a top-notch editor, seamless and perfect.

It wasn’t until Bryant sat on the bed that I tried to pull my wrist away. He tightened his grip, furrowing his brows. “We’re not officially divorced yet, and you can’t even help me with a little first aid?”

“I’ll grab the first aid kit. What else am I supposed to use?” Feeling defeated, I had no choice but to comply.

Only then did Bryant let go of me. “Go ahead.”

I rummaged through the drawer for the first aid kit, took out the antiseptic and ointment, and stood before him.

The gash on his forehead was ghastly. I slightly bowed my head, one hand supporting the back of his head, the other gently cleaning away the blood.

Timothy had given it to Bryant. As soon as I wiped away the blood, more seeped out.

looked so painful. “Does it hurt?”

Bryant looked up at me, his eyes

softened, and as I blew on the wound while disinfecting it, he

him, “We’re getting

slightly, shadowed by

unexpectedly harmless vib

a pang in my heart. “It’s okay. We’ll get

eventually get used

to turning in bed and hugging his waist, seeking comfort in his embrace. But lately, I’d often

breakup, but getting used to living without each other. In an empty

all wounds. Eventually, it will all pass. Call out,

asked, “Do

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to start new lives. You will, and so will 1.” 1 twisted

to leave, I knew I had to check on and

was probably still