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. There’s

eight years. But I

the innate pride

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

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

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

me uneasy. What else do you

cook

past him and dove into my work, hoping to distract

Bryant started cooking, he glanced at the documents on my desk. “Selling the house to start your own

figure it out eventually, and there 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 shouldn’t have been hard to

why did you

Ferguson Group.” I was straightforward, “Besides, Christine

cook with groceries he

he could cook well. Soon, the delicious aroma filled the air. A spread of spicy food graced the table