When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 210

“No problem.” I nodded, giving her a skeptical glance. “Has Steven been bothering you?”

“Yep! Burp…” She sipped her water, belching slightly, her gaze unfocused, yet her thoughts seemed crystal clear. “He said he didn’t want to split up and would ditch the arranged marriage for me.”

I was stunned. “For real?”

“Are you daft?” Christine’s fingers, adorned with an elegant manicure, poked my forehead, her clarity unshaken. “Whether it’s true or not doesn’t matter. Even if he wants that, do you think his folks would agree? His family might not be as posh as the Ferguson family, but still, a girl like me marrying him? Fat chance.”

Christine continued, “No matter how passionate love is, can it stand up to his family’s staunch opposition? And if I do marry him, how long before the happiness turns to bitterness? Only a fool would fall for that!”

After hearing her out, I pinched her cheek. “Had quite a bit to drink, yet your brain’s still ticking, huh?”

She gave me a bittersweet smile. “That’s why I drank so much.”

That was too lucid. Christine didn’t even allow herself the chance to sink into oblivion, to grasp a moment of fleeting happiness.

Christine rested her head on my lap, murmuring, “Cinderella ended up with the prince because she was born into nobility. But I’m just the Little Match Girl.”

I’ll buy your matches with all my savings and

all, Bryant had given me

freshened up, and headed to the kitchen to cook breakfast. I made a

table, looking deflated, eyeing me with a shaky voice. “I feel you’re in a good

in front of her. “I’ve got an appointment with Bryant today to to sort out our divorce

yawned, piecing it together. “Weren’t you

call from Bryant

frowned, “He’s

who suggested it.” I smiled, sitting opposite her, took a sip of milk,

real? You caught them

I smirked. “Yup.”

snatched my phone. “Did you take pictures? Show

stuff,” I

seen it all. It

was succinct. “Wow,

my breakfast, shooting her a

wash the dishes while

up immediately, silent, waiting