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.

wore thin, and I replied coldly, “Oh, what about you? If it weren’t for the luck of being adopted by

hurt. Dorothy shouldn’t expect me to

demeanor instantly turned vicious. She raised her hand, intending to slap me, but I pushed her away, glaring at her foot nearly stepping inside my home, my gaze filled with

“Since you don’t want to

doorstep is being nice?” I shot back sarcastically, “Ms. Myers, I really can’t match your

you insist on clinging to the

Bryant’s capabilities, do you think I

me to have peace and refused a divorce, it was Bryant, not me. They feared Bryant

retort, Dorothy suddenly laughed. “Fine, if you said that. Given the current troubles of the Ferguson Group, a marriage alliance with the Myers

sincerest blessings. “Then let me wish you a happy marriage and

I moved to close

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 I want, but

baffled, giving her a cold look.

what was she still venting