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.

heart, guided by reason, I responded, “I heard you. But, Bryant, some choices, once made, can’t be undone.

eight years. But I wanted to love myself a little

my words slowly extinguished the innate

his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed, his voice

the tightness in my chest, I gently freed myself from his hold

lingered on me with reluctance. “So, that’s

me uneasy.

maybe I could cook

I brushed past him and dove into my work,

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

figure it out eventually, and there was no point in hiding it. “But it seems tough to sell. The agent mentioned

house was in a prime location and had a great layout. Plus, I had taken good care of it. It was almost

looking away. “So, why did you return the money I transferred

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

turning to cook with groceries he had picked

Soon, the delicious aroma filled the air. A spread