When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 223

“Hey, don’t you try to scare me!” After Allen shouted those words, his eyes filled with fear. He bolted away before I could respond. “Fine, Chris, I’m a bit tied up now. Il call you back.” I hung up the phone on Christine and turned to face Leroy, acting as if he was invisible. “You were standing there and watching your dad hit your mom?”

Leroy shrugged. “What could I do? I’m not as strong as him, and he never listens to what I say!

I was furing with anger, at a loss for words.

Then, despite her pain, Cheryl spoke, ‘Leroy, could you step outside for a moment? I need to have a word with Jane Leroy nodded. “Sure.”

After Leroy left, I dragged a chair over to the bedside and sat down. “Are all your injuries taken care of? Did we miss anything?” “No. The injuries look worse than they are. The doctors and the security were there, so it didn’t get too bad.” Cheryl shook her head, seeming weaker than the last time I saw her, tears silently streaming down her face, “I want a divorce, but he won’t agree…”

I sighed. “Don’t worry, I’ll figure something out.”

Allen wasn’t like Bryant. Getting a divorce from him shouldn’t be as complicated.

But first, I had to ensure Cheryl’s safety, ensuring she wouldn’t get hurt again.

Cheryl looked at me, her eyes filled with guilt, as she clung to my hand, “I’m sorry, Jane, for all this trouble.”

“We’re family. Why talk like that?” I shook my head, then began peeling an apple for her. Seeing that she was getting sleepy, I prepared

to leave.

I reached the hospital

the struggle and hesitation on Cheryl’s face,

flowing again. After a long

asked, “What is

of bed with my help and

carefully opened it, taking out a rabbit–shaped pendant. Though the string had slightly faded, the pendant itself was clearly of considerable value, not

put it around my neck carefully,

down. “This

“It’s yours.”

full of unsaid words, finally saying. Trust me.

I asked, “Is

my parents, despite being wealthy, wouldn’t have easily acquired such

put

think of

it as

didn’t want

questions, I kept touching the pendant while driving. Strangely, it felt familiar as if it truly belonged to me. Even more so, I belatedly realized the rabbit on the pendant matched my zodiac sign. Yet,

Meanwhile, Bryant called.

my mind, I answered

heard there was puble at the

traffic light, slowing down. “Bryant,

turmoil, he might not be inclined to help BUL” besides him, I didn’t know who

the sound of a pen scratching paper in the background, his voles deep. What is 19.