When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 412

Christine leaned in with curiosity sparkling in her eyes. “What’s up? Who texted you?”

I turned off my phone screen. “Gregory.”

“Gregory? What does he want now? Wasn’t he snarky enough at the diner last night? Thinks he didn’t get his point across?”

“It’s not that.”

I hesitated before speaking, a bit embarrassed. “He’s got leg pain, probably a leftover issue from that accident last year. I should go check on him.”

Christine glared at me, visibly annoyed. “Just when you promised you wouldn’t choose a guy over your friends, and here you are, proving me wrong.”

I tried to smooth things over by offering a shoulder rub. “Come on, Chris. How could you even say that? I’m just going to check up on him. What do you feel like for late–night snacks? I’ll bring you something on my way back.”

“It’s not about that. Doesn’t he have a girlfriend? What’s your role in this?”

“He doesn’t have a girlfriend.”

I touched my ear. “That’s his cousin.”

“Alright, fine. Go then.”

Christine seemed to let go of her frustration, pushing me out the door with a resigned sigh.

On my way to River Villa, just as I was about to enter the parking lot, the security guard stopped me,

Apparently, there was a new rule that no outside vehicles were allowed in.

I tried calling Gregory, but got no answer.

Left with no choice, I parked my car on the street and borrowed an umbrella from the guard, walking into the complex.

Despite it being summer, the pouring rain had soaked through my high heels, and the hem of my dress clung to my legs.

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elevator, the blast of cold air made

“Ding–dong-”

at Gregory’s door, I

a wheelchair, dressed in a black t–shirt and

visiting a man late at night

was taken aback. “Didn’t you text

cold and sarcastic. “Do you think it’s two years ago when I’d come running whenever

down. “Then, must be some glitch with the messaging

hesitation, I said, “If your leg is

“Don’t worry.”

tone. “Even if I’m dying

you should just rub it yourself.

expression turned colder, and he made a move

close the door.

me drenched, he reluctantly said, “Come in and change, or else Mr. Ferguson might

“It’s okay…”

to having me plead and pamper you, huh? Can’t understand plain talk?”

said nothing, stepping in as he

slippers are on the top

said curtly, then wheeled himself to

slippers in the shoe cabinet, exactly where I left them two

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shelf only had that

his face stoic. “You can find

has clean towels,” he

I replied, remembering the

grabbed a dark

clothes, I found him working

“Please tell Edith I’ll wash

just uttered a short,

leaving then. Sorry for the

“Hmm.”