When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 123

I paused, a wave of indescribable sorrow washing over me.

The whole world knew how much I loved Bryant, to the point where I couldn’t bear the

thought of anyone else in my heart. Yet, he always felt like my heart belonged to someone else,

There was a time when I would have gladly ripped my heart out just to show him, “Look, Bryant, it’s all about you.” But now, that was something I couldn’t do anymore.

I even doubted if his name would still be found within it, when all that remained were

scars.

On the way back to Christine’s place, she looked at me with such pity, biting her lip before finally asking, “Why didn’t you tell him you had a miscarriage too?”

“It wouldn’t make a difference.”

I leaned on her shoulder, my voice weak and lifeless, “So he might feel sorry and come back to me for a while. Then what?”

I had gone through this too many times. Trying over and over to make things right, only to end up more broken each time.

And the price I paid this time was even more devastating.

“True.”

Christine let out a long sigh, trying to hold back her sobs, “Let him be with the one who killed his own child. When he finds out one day, let’s see how much he regrets it.”

never

of how he had coldly interrogated me earlier for the sake

it make if

always choose Margaret

scene on the street today had

but at the moment when I needed him the most, he turned to someone

trembling,

my eight years of

if I had died right in front of him, he probably would have stepped over my body to rush

Chapter 123

a profound love,

angrier the more she thought about it, “Jane, should

the motley city

have

now.

was the point of going to the police? Even if Margaret’s crimes could be proven, with Bryant’s influence, he

wanted now was peace, to be far

made me more convinced that Timothy’s death

only one to

was still a long

the day’s events

of the night, drenched

clear.

My baby….

it hurt

so very small, he couldn’t even cry out

felt as if it was being tightly squeezed, sour and painful, swelling to the point where I couldn’t breathe. Only by curling up into a ball on my bed