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, Bryant, some choices, once made, can’t be undone.

him for eight years. But I wanted to love myself a little

the innate pride men carry, inch

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

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

stare made me uneasy. What else

was thinking… maybe I could cook dinner as a way to

go ahead! With those words, I brushed past him and dove into my work, hoping to distract

glanced at the documents on my desk. “Selling the house to start your

“But it

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

focus on the Ferguson Group.” I was straightforward,

cook with groceries he had picked

cook well. Soon, the delicious aroma filled the air. A spread of spicy food