When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 264

had to admit that Bryant’s words had a way of weaving magic, a sweetness that made me momentarily wish I could forget everything that had happened between us. But some wounds were too deep to heal, leaving a acer unmoved.

Like when he didn’t come home all night, I never doubted him. I understood he was busy with work for the Ferguson Group. But after everything that had happened, trust didn’t come ensy anymore. Love couldn’t be unconditional or without hesitation. There were always reservations, defensiveness, doubts, and uneasiness.

Even if things seemed to mend, this pattem, if left unchecked, would lead to a breaking point. So, perhaps it was better to cut our

losses.

“Bryant, let’s not do this. Let’s think this through,” I pleaded.

“I know you don’t believe me, but I’ll prove it,” he said with a conviction almost like a vow.

I looked away, handing him another document to change the subject. “Here, take a look at this. I go get a nurse to check your temperature.”

“Kevin,” he called out firmly. “Get me some Amica cream.”

Kevin hurried off.

you have your bandages changed? And Amica?

reached to touch a spot on my lower back, pressing

“You know I hurt myself there, and still, you pressed

Kevin returned

but Bryant watched me closely. “Give it

“I can

of your head?” Without waiting for a rebuttal, he took the cream, lifted the hem of my shirt, and gently nubbed it on the bruise. “You’re all bruised up but didn’t say a word. Do you think you don’t

been so attentive. Before, even if I were all in cuts and bruises, he would

the bitter memories tangled together. I suppressed my emotions, a habit formed over three

he Insisted on being fed, claiming his hand hurt too much. But it was at night

need a shower,” he said, looking straight

a shower was understandable for someone as particular as

being unconscious for

said your wounds can’t get

I remembered the doctor’s advice and

and arm had the worst injuries, and there were also some scrapes on his