When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 253

He liked it, so naturally, I loved it, too. How could it feel forced?

Bryant’s deep eyes sparkled intensely. Tm pot unwilling, either Come on, eat up

My heart ached for him. “You know your stomach has been acting up.”

“You’ve been putting up with it for three years. Can’t I handle it just this once? You’re underestimating me.” He said earnestly

I lowered my peze. “Fine, if you insist”

After dinner, he offered to do the dishes, leaving me guilt–free to continue my work.

It was different with Mark. If Mark did the dishes, I’d feel a twinge of quilt since we were just friends. But with Bryant, I’d taken care of him for three years. His cooking and doing the dishes didn’t seem too much to ask.

“Got any painkillers?” I was deep into planning the style for our company’s first batch of new products when Bryant, rubbing his stomach, made his way to the couch beside me.

I almost chuckled, getting the pills and placing them before him. “So much for not underestimating you, huh?”

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pursed slightly. “You used

paused before replying, “Back then, love clouded

any home remedy I could find, brewing stomach–soothing broths daily. I’d avoid flaunting our relationship before

arm, pulling me

familiar scent overwhelming me. The warmth of his body seared my

scrambled up. “Now, um, I’m more inclined to ask, shouldn’t you

couldn’t go

don’t fall for

visibly fell, and

fine.” I pointed to the medicine and turned to leave

his voice tightened,

couch is all yours.” After saying

an upset stomach wasn’t safe, and if something happened, it’d somehow be my fault.

It wasn’t because I was soft hearted. As I drifted off to sleep,