When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 619

The line went dead silent.

I felt more certain of my suspicions and sniffled, “You keeping secrets from me, it’s got me worried.”

Gregory felt a headache coming on.

Telling her would cause worry.

Not telling her would cause even more worry.

Thinking this, his cold gaze, sharp as a blade, fixed on Lucius who had been clumsily tending to his wounds just moments ago.

Lucius felt wronged but bore it silently.

After dressing the wound, he quietly stepped back.

Gregory glanced at the wound on his abdomen, pinched the bridge of his nose, and finally spoke, “The negotiation didn’t go smoothly, but you don’t have to worry, I’m fine.”

…

I had been waiting for him to speak, and during that agonizing minute-long wait, I was sure something had happened to him.

And here I was, unable to fly over and see him.

That would only distract and worry him more.

“Why don’t you just tell me the truth? How can I not worry?”

Gregory let out a soft chuckle, “You don’t have to make up excuses to want me back.”

“I promise, I’ll be back in a couple of days.”

Lucius looked like he wanted to say something.

A gunshot wound, flying could tear it open.

And upon returning, wouldn’t Jane demand a thorough check? How could he possibly hide it?

Better to find an excuse to stay and heal before going back.

wipe your

me, and I worry about you too,

and said, “Then tell me the

day after tomorrow, and then

“I…”

I still have a meeting to attend. Wait for me

“Gregory, we’re abroad, it’s not good to keep Mr. John waiting too long.”

back once

pry anything more out of him now, didn’t want to hold up his

“Okay, go on.”

sleep, good

“Good night.”

heart felt

had napped earlier, so I wasn’t sleepy now. I got

was nice tonight,

was full, signifying the harvest festival

festival, a time

I just hoped…

He would return safely.

in the hotel room drop several degrees

a fleeting murderous intent in Gregory’s eyes, along with a

it, who sent you to kill

the

coldly and

what did you say? Oh, in English, it’s called ‘shutting the

heads down, still

up a taser handed

is fine, I’m in a bad mood today,

know Gregory well

apt at the time. “Creating an explosion back home to send my assistant away,

the gentleman into

urn, I’m beating the

Gregory’s metaphor, they were struck hard,

to pull one of the intruders

on the camera in front of him, lifting his

lesson cost you a lot, I’m sure you’ve understood it, right? Samuel

…

other end of the camera