When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 131

It was Bryant!

Mark’s eyes locked onto his with an intensity that was hard to ignore. One man radiated a warmth reminiscent of a sunny afternoon, while the other held the cold sharpness of a winter morning.

Their interaction instantly gave me a feeling of high tension. It was as if instead of being childhood friends, they were two people on completely opposite sides.

I racked my brain, trying to understand when the rift between ryant and Mark had grown after Mark’s return from studying abroad.

Was Bryant misunderstanding my relationship with Mark? An what was Mark’s reason for the tension?

Yet, it was their issue to resolve, not mine to pry into.

Bryant strode over with a commanding presence, his gaze briel., flickering over was wearing, his tone dripping with sarcasm, “Cozy, aren’t you?”

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“Not as much as you two,” I retorted without a second thought.

Ever since the incident yesterday, every word, every action from him seemed to erode the little affection left between us.

I couldn’t help but think, had he just reached out to me, maybe I wouldn’t have lost our baby. But he didn’t, even though I was within arm’s reach. Pretending not to hate him would only make me a hypocrite.

Bryant’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing as he tried to keep his emotions in check, “Enough, let’s go home.”

As if tolerating my mood was a generous act on his part.

word from him, and I would

So sure of himself.

So infuriatingly calm.

determined to shatter that belief, “Bryant, I’m not causing a scene. The only thing left between us now is a divorce paper. Just like the only thing keeping you

turned to ice as he explained, “I’ve told you, what’s between her and me isn’t what you think. She’s

And what is it then?

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and cuddling up? The big sister clinging onto her little brother, and the brother caring for his sister after

gritted teeth, “Jane! When did

what? When you two are alone, you’re just playing cards? Or

“Shut up!”

pain it caused. Unaware or uncaring of the physical pain he

weren’t for the urgent need to sever ties with him, coupled with my aunt’s accident,

yet seemed

his voice low

glared at him, his words laced with scorn, “I’m taking her home to rest

out from the elevator, panting, “Mr. Ferguson, Ms. Ferguson says she’s bleeding again, insisting on seeing you before

then, weren’t you taking me home? Walk

it out! Just make sure she’s alright,” he snapped, perhaps genuinely concerned about my pain, his grip on

his choice,

expected, his phone began to ring relentlessly before we even left

Bryant frowned, answering, “Yes?”

but his expression softened into resignation, “Alright,

stopped and turned to me, I couldn’t hide the mockery

for

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