When Love Breaks by Jack

hapter 228C

It was Dorothy.

She stood in a puddle of what looked disturbingly like blood, her white ankle boots soaked through, as she watched me halt the action of closing the door. Slowly, she withdrew her hand and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Jane, I’d advise you to back off. Stop messing around with Bryant.”

That she found my address so quickly was alarming.

I frowned, “Whether it’s you or Margaret, you’d better check yourself into a hospital or better yet, go bother Bryant. Don’t come here bothering me.”

“Huh, cut the act!” She glanced inside my house with disdain. I’ve done my homework. Without marrying Bryant, how could someone like you, with both parents gone and broke, afford such a place?”

She lifted her chin, exuding the kind of arrogance only the wealthy possess, in full display.

what about you? If it weren’t for the luck of being adopted

could hit where it hurt. Dorothy shouldn’t expect me

instantly turned vicious. She raised her hand, intending to slap me, but I pushed her away, glaring at her foot nearly stepping

glaring at me with hatred. “You’ll see. “Since you don’t want to take my advice or accept my good will, I’m

splashing blood on someone’s doorstep is being nice?” I shot back sarcastically, “Ms. Myers, I really

you insist on clinging to the Ferguson

think I could

me to have peace and refused a

off guard by my retort, Dorothy suddenly laughed. “Fine, if you said that. Given the current troubles of the Ferguson Group, a marriage alliance with the Myers family is the quickest

blessings. “Then let me wish you a happy marriage

I moved

stance, Dorothy still wasn’t satisfied and arrogantly stopped me, gritting her teeth. “You think I can’t do anything to you? Yeah. Here’s RiverCity, unlike Vista Town, where I can do whatever

a cold look. “Are you crazy

so what was