When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 363

Bryant glared at her, his tone heavy with implication, “Don’t you feel like a fifth wheel here?”

Christine dabbed ointment on my skin, concentrating. “No, I don’t think so.”

“Bryant,” I turned to him, “You should leave.”

“I leave?” Bryant glanced outside, his eyes darkening. “Are you off to be someone’s personal blood bank again?”

I knew what he meant. Though the Ford family was reasonable, the Myers mother–daughter duo was a whole different story, utterly unhinged. They saw me as a thorn in their side, missing no chance to skin me alive if they could.

Bryant relaxed, pulling a chair to sit by the bed, his long legs crossed. “Want some water?” “Sitting there with your legs crossed like that, who’d dare ask for water?” Still harboring resentments from past events, Christine seized the moment to vent.

Bryant chuckled. “Well, there’s always you, isn’t there?”

“No wonder you’re divorced.” Christine smiled, handing me a glass of water

After the IV, it wasn’t too late. The itching had subsided. When leaving the hospital, I intended to part ways with Bryant and catch a cab back to the hotel.

But he grabbed me assertively. ‘Till take you back”

“No need for…”

Before I could finish, Bryant took off his coat and draped it over me, then scooped me up over his shoulder with my head down toward the ground. “You’re running a fever. And the night air will make it worse.”

Christine watched, dumbfounded, whispering to York, “What kind of billionaire romance is Mr. Ferguson acting out?”

Bryant shoved me into the car.

Christine took the passenger seat naturally, and York drove

I was getting annoyed, thinking people just don’t change. Especially him–once that fake calmness wore off, his usual arrogance and need to control everything started showing up again. Maybe I’d never seen his true face, even to this day

The next day, Christine was busy on the phone with a notebook, calling and jotting down notes. Last night’s clients from the high society were all for custom orders. We had to schedule fittings and inquire about preferences and styles. Even though they came for the sake of the Ford and the Myers families, we had to uphold our reputation.

water to take

heard about your severe allergy last night. How are

to let her in, when I paused, surprised, “Mark,

annoyance, “You had such a severe allergy and didn’t even tell

smiled,

an executive suite with a living

the allergy?” Molly

knew what I was allergic to, so I didn’t discuss it with the doctor at the hospital and just mentioned it was accidental ingestion of something I was previously

rash. “Food allergy. I must’ve accidentally

eyes widened as if she’d stumbled

“Yeah,

shook her head.

taken your medicine yet?” Mark noticed the medicine I hadn’t yet taken on the table, urging me gently, “Take your medicine

pills and was about to drink some water, Mark suddenly demanded, “Who

thinking much of it, Molly kept typing on her phone, “He and my dad had a huge fight last night. Now he’s at home, grounded by

Jane had

looked puzzled, “Is that not

Chapter 363

tone heavy with implication, “Don’t you feel like a fifth wheel

ointment on my skin, concentrating. “No,

turned to him,

glanced outside, his eyes darkening. “Are you off to be

was reasonable, the Myers mother–daughter duo was a whole different story, utterly unhinged. They saw me as

to sit by the bed, his long legs crossed. “Want some water?” “Sitting there with your legs crossed like that, who’d dare

there’s always

divorced.” Christine smiled, handing me a glass

wasn’t too late. The itching had subsided. When leaving the hospital, I intended to part ways with Bryant and catch a cab

grabbed me assertively.

“No need for…”

finish, Bryant took off his coat and draped it over me, then scooped me up over his shoulder with my head down toward the ground. “You’re running a fever.

York, “What kind of

me into