When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 492

Every word he said was like electricity, coursing from my ears straight to the very tip of my heart.

I let out a long sigh of relief, finally understanding the root of his mood swing at lunch.

Gregory noticed my sigh, a mix of relief and confusion dancing in his eyes. “Why the heavy sigh?” “Really? You have to ask?”

I pinched his waist, a playful grunt escaping me. “You were there, sipping on your soup, and suddenly, the atmosphere around you just shifted. Scared me half to death.”

Gregory paused for a moment, his voice dropping to a whisper, “Why didn’t you ask me about it then?”

hands. Under the weight of his love, I felt myself piecing back together, no longer worried about appearances or awkwardness,

left my mouth than his hand found its way to my head, ruffling my hair affectionately. He leaned down, his eyes, bright and undeniable, locked onto mine with a mix of exasperation and fondness. “Take it slow, Jane. I’m only thirty. Even if I don’t live to be a

for what I missed in

of time to make you believe that

Gregory, heart and soul, and every part of me,

tender and moving, somehow

me, igniting a warmth that

locking eyes, my racing heart was sure to give

and embarrassed, I wriggled out of his grip on

until I had no more room to retreat. Then, in a swift motion, he scooped me up

looking down at me. “Jane, let me show you what being a rogue

could protest, his lips claimed mine