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.

a heavy heart, guided by reason, I responded, “I heard you. But, Bryant, some choices, once

had loved him for eight years. But I wanted to

my words slowly extinguished the innate pride men

his Adam’s apple bobbing as

myself from his hold and turned to look at him. “Thank you. I’m fine now.

on me with reluctance.

made me uneasy. What

cook dinner as a way

I brushed past him

at the documents on my desk. “Selling the house

it. “But it

house was in a prime location and had a great layout. Plus, I had taken

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

the Ferguson Group.” I was straightforward, “Besides, Christine is looking for investors.

turning to cook with groceries he had picked up from

he could cook well. Soon, the delicious aroma filled the air. A spread