When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 411

I grabbed Christine’s arm and made a beeline for the exit. He already had a girlfriend; there wasn’t much need for an explanation.

It wasn’t until we had completely vanished around the corner that Gregory finally averted his gaze, looking at Edith with an indifferent expression.

“What’s your angle?”

“My angle?”

Edith gestured towards her phone with her lips, “Just trying to snag your ‘casual friend’s‘ contact for you. How do you plan on thanking me?”

Gregory replied coolly, “No need.”

Edith smirked, “Then why did you stop her? All this playing hard to get, who taught you that? It’s so outdated,” Edith said with disdain.

Gregory was unfazed, “Edith, has anyone ever told you that you look pretty decent when you’re not talking?”

She wasn’t pleased with that, “Like a dog could ever speak of ivory. No wonder you’ve been single for two decades.”

“Get lost.”

Gregory licked his back teeth, swearing with a smile.

[I accepted your friend request]

Suddenly, a new message popped up on his phone. He glanced down and waited, but no further messages came.

That was her style.

Always leaving without a word, cutting ties without a second thought, without

any remorse.

of their shared past that thickened over time. No

didn’t want to let

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she never learns

dusk, leaning on a balcony railing, lost in thought as she gazed

in the twilight’s afterglow, there was an

her.

it tugged at

tapped

afraid, afraid of seeing her flaunting a new relationship, of her being too happy. But what scared him even more was the thought that she might still be

there was nothing. She hadn’t posted anything on

“Stop obsessing, you’ve almost burned

his phone back, annoyed, “My eyesight has only just recovered, and you’re worried

“She probably mistook me for your girlfriend. You better clear that up

Gregory almost laughed

him, yet he

air?

He wasn’t that desperate.

Just ‘casual friends.‘

Right, ‘casual friends.‘

hit, pelting the windows with raindrops

in one hand and a bottle of

other.

“You okay?”

me

passing her