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 tears

about me, and I worry about

my face and said, “Then tell me the

the day after tomorrow, and then

“I…”

good, I still have a meeting to attend. Wait for me to

quickly added, “Gregory, we’re abroad, it’s not good to keep Mr. John

back

of him

“Okay, go on.”

to sleep,

“Good night.”

heart felt stuffed with cotton, struggling to

earlier, so I wasn’t sleepy now. I got up and

was nice tonight, the moonlight

full, signifying the harvest

a time for

I just hoped…

He would return safely.

the temperature in the hotel room drop

Gregory’s eyes, along with a trace

who sent you

the

scoffed coldly and

in English, it’s called ‘shutting the door

heads

taser handed to him by an

mood today,

a job, didn’t know Gregory well and thought he

time. “Creating an explosion back home to send my assistant away, attacking me alone in my hotel room.” “This

the gentleman

this urn, I’m beating

those on the floor could grasp Gregory’s metaphor, they were struck hard, wailing in

Lucius to pull one of

of him, lifting

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

…

of the