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?”

first took over the Ferguson Group. Facing resistance at every turn, he’d often skip meals to settle shareholder disputes and manage

looked into my eyes.

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asked. “In what

“You used to panic seeing me in

“Back then, love clouded

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

my arm, pulling me close. “And

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

to ask, shouldn’t you be heading home

couldn’t go

myself inwardly, Jane, don’t fall

visibly fell, and he

to the medicine and

before I entered, his voice tightened, “Can I, maybe not leave

After saying that, I went straight to

stomach wasn’t safe, and if something happened, it’d somehow be

crossed my mind. Right, I wasn’t being soft–hearted. It wasn’t because I was soft hearted.