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?”

he’d often skip meals to settle shareholder disputes and manage his team, not to mention the endless social drinking on an empty stomach. It was a

looked into my eyes.

dal

asked. “In what

slightly. “You used

“Back

for any home remedy I could find, brewing stomach–soothing broths daily. I’d avoid flaunting our relationship before the board, waiting instead for him to come home

grabbed my arm, pulling me close. “And

off guard, I fell into his embrace, his familiar scent overwhelming me. The warmth of his body seared my skin, and my heart skipped a

um, I’m more inclined to ask, shouldn’t you be heading home after your

couldn’t go on like

reminded myself inwardly, Jane, don’t fall for his traps

visibly fell,

fine.” I pointed to the medicine and turned to

before I entered, his voice tightened,

saying that, I

it’d somehow be my fault. It was too late

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