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?”

the weight of his love, I felt myself piecing back together, no longer worried about appearances or awkwardness, but simply looking up

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 hundred, I’ve still

up for what I

plenty of time to make you believe that you’ve

soul, and every part

meant to be tender and moving, somehow carried an extra layer of

breath enveloping me, igniting a

we kept locking eyes, my racing

and embarrassed, I wriggled out of his grip on my waist. “Who said

I a rogue?” he teased, his laughter pushing me back until I had no more room to retreat. Then, in a swift motion, he scooped me

he parted my legs with his, looking down at me. “Jane, let me show you what being a rogue

lips claimed mine