When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 252

I couldn’t catch every word, but the message he tried to convey was crystal clear. A long–dormant part of my heart nearly succumbed once again. My nails dug into my palms.

The slight pain brought back a sliver of sanity. “Is it dry now?”

Bryant’s fingertips moved meticulously through my hair several times. “Yeah, pretty much done.”

The sound of the hairdryer ceased, leaving the room in silence.

Inodded “Um, thanks.”

Then, unexpectedly, he wrapped his arms around me from behind, his lips brushing my ear as he cautiously and ambiguously ventured. “Did you hear any of what I said?”

For someone as distinguished as him, this might have been the first time he had sincerely apologized to someone. Unlike the casual, thoughtless “sorry” from the past, he did lower his guard this time.

I wanted to give in, but fear held me back, the fear of getting burned again, of repeating past mistakes.

heard you. But,

for eight years. But I wanted to love

words slowly extinguished the innate pride men carry, inch

apple bobbing as he swallowed,

today…“Ignoring the tightness in my chest, I gently freed myself from his hold and turned to look at him. “Thank you. I’m fine now.

lingered on me with reluctance. “So, that’s it? You’re done with

me uneasy. What

could cook dinner as a

I brushed past him and dove

cooking, he glanced at the documents on my desk. “Selling the house to

was no point in hiding it. “But it seems tough to sell. The agent mentioned that everyone seemed pleased upon viewing, but then

taken good care of it. It was almost as good as new, Logically, it

why did you return the

between us. You should focus on the Ferguson Group.” I was straightforward, “Besides, Christine is looking for

then.” He seemed contemplative before turning to cook with groceries

to Margaret’s blessing, he could cook well. Soon, the delicious aroma filled the air.