When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 317

It just didn’t make sense.

Every stitch I made was even and tight, and I had the entire dress tailored to her body so perfectly that even if the strap broke, it would catch on her chest instead of falling off immediately. Unless the zipper at the back also gave way at the same time.

But that couldn’t be. The fabric and zipper were from suppliers I’d worked with since my days at the Ferguson Group. Quality was never a question. After all, I made the dress with my own hands.

Grabbing my coat, I rushed onstage to cover her up, but she slapped me across the face as if possessed! “Did you do this on purpose to humiliate me today?”

Without thinking, I slapped her back. “Dorothy, I’m not foolish enough to ruin my own reputation!”

me, lunging again, but Bryant, calm as ever, stepped in from nowhere, pulling her behind

bodyguards, visibly shaking with anger. “Lock her

Ferguson,

course not.” Bryant didn’t glance my way, his voice as cold

command, the bodyguards

flanked by bodyguards who were just the tip of the iceberg. Lowering my gaze, too tired to resist, I

the front, and the other watched from behind. Christine tried to

the underground parking lot and drove me to a mansion in an exclusive neighborhood, pushing me into

here

about to close. Small, dark, enclosed spaces have terrified me since that incident

bodyguard said, “That’s Mrs. Myers‘ order.

clicked shut, plunging me into darkness. My first instinct was to find my phone, but I left it in my purse at the