When Love Breaks by Jack

A mistress confronting her successor—I felt like I was in a daytime drama,

and all I could do was laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of it all.

Just as my laughter faded, a muffled snicker echoed from behind me. I spun

around, my heart skipping a beat, only to meet the gaze of a man with a

naughty smile and a leather jacket, leaning casually against the wall. “Mrs.

Ferguson’s taste in drama is… unique,” he remarked, with a hint of mischief in

his eyes.

Caught eavesdropping, I felt a twinge of guilt, but it quickly dissipated. “Aren’t

you doing the same?” I retorted.

The man smiled. “I didn’t want to interrupt you.”

“Well, you have now.” Our banter was cut short as I scrutinized him. “And you

do you

straightened up, shedding his carefree demeanor

then, with a nod, said, “Mrs. Ferguson, until

again.”

away, only to grab Dorothy,

for trouble, by her ponytail. “Dorothy, with your kind

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player from the sideline, maybe

with

anger. “What do you

disgusting term from you again,

letting her

as if he was about to reveal the truth

smirked, “That’s why

mental rundown of

and there he was, dressed

Gladys’ 80th birthday bash.

then, my