When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 345

Tears welled up in my eyes as a mixture of laughter and sobs escaped me. I quickly sent her my location, “So, what about your getaway? No more chasing the exotic romance?”

“Which is more important, a fleeting romance or you? I wouldn’t dream of letting you spend the holidays all by yourself.” She brushed it off with a giggle, “Besides, I’ve heard Vista Town is quite the spot for a romantic encounter.”

“I owe you big time,”

I couldn’t help but chuckle, “All I can offer is a feast of fun and games, just a small token of my appreciation.”

Truth be told, money was hardly a concern between us anymore. It just didn’t matter.

Upon hearing this, she played along perfectly, “Ms. Webster, living large! I’ll be right there to soak up some of that generosity.”

The moment Christine arrived, my spirits were instantly lifted.

She stood by the window, admiring the snowy vista of Vista Town, “That news about Gregory, what do you make of it?”

I paused, then said, “What about it? I don’t see why I should bother.”

“Come on, don’t play dumb.” Christine nudged me. “He’s into you, and you’re not exactly locking your heart away from him, are you?”

“There’s some truth to that.”

I curled up on the couch, gesturing a small distance with my fingers and blinking, “Just that sort of feeling where it could be something, but it wouldn’t matter if it wasn’t.”

I was past the stage of letting love run wild.

Once bitten, twice shy.

“That’s good enough.”

nodded and sat down beside me, “He’s waited for Lilliana for years. If you’re not careful, you’ll be asking

I

were a long

hold back, Christine dragged me around the old Vista Town, bustling with tourists celebrating

me, but I

the time I tried to call

our outfits, Christine and I headed

us were a mix of emotions, especially

social circles. My feed was flooded with pictures

everything around

in the safety of the hotel, surrounded by

She leaned in, reeking of alcohol, “Are you… are

head vigorously. “No, not

then let’s keep drinking. Here’s

“Right!”

burping, I reassured her, “Don’t worry, Chris, Steven doesn’t

her, my balance failed me, and I stumbled

someone caught

away, dizzily turning to see who it was. My head was spinning, but I managed to

“Greg… Gregory?”

The man remained silent.

he turned to Christine and spoke in a

dismissively, “Of course! Mr. Ford, please

turned