When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 338

My heart felt like it was being squeezed.

Just like Gregory had said, it was something subconscious, an inexplicable feeling from nowhere.

Seeing the sadness in his eyes, I found myself impulsively tiptoeing, reaching up to ruffle his hair.

But halfway through, I snapped back to reality, my hand frozen mid–air as I met his deep eyes, whispering soothingly, “Gregory, she wouldn’t blame you.”

There was a brief spark in his eyes, which faded as I hesitated. “You’re not her. How would you know what she’s thinking?”

“I’ve been through something similar,” I admitted with a bitter taste in my voice. “I had a good life, then suddenly lost my parents and had to fend for myself, striving and struggling to survive.”

Nooked back at him, offering a gentle smile. “If I were her, I wouldn’t blame you. And… I believe she wouldn’t either.”

People who’ve had it tough tend to empathize more with others.

waiting were proof enough

seemed touched, his usual sharp edges blunted. “Have these years been

I was younger,

strangely familiar ambiance, and chuckled, “But over time, I got used to it. These past few years, living lavishly with the Ferguson family, I can hardly say

are you happy

the room. “Please, most people are just

Are

behind him and shooting me

wasn’t happy. Probably hadn’t been

not

to stay here. But if you’d rather stay at a hotel, I can talk to her.” “No need,” I shook my head. “I’d like to stay

Ramona because I never

feel awkward; it felt warm and

back in

left in the afternoon after

out of sight, Ramona turned to me with a meaningful look. “Child,

caught me off guard, and I

you don’t think about it, or