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.

now, I can’t wipe your

me, and I worry about you too, give

my face and said,

after tomorrow, and then

“I…”

meeting to attend. Wait for me

we’re abroad, it’s not good to keep Mr. John

back once I’m

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

“Okay, go on.”

to sleep, good

“Good night.”

felt stuffed with cotton, struggling to

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

nice tonight, the moonlight clear and

full, signifying the harvest festival was just

festival, a time for

I just hoped…

He would return safely.

temperature in the hotel room drop several degrees

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

it, who sent

on the floor

scoffed coldly

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

kept their heads down, still not

picked up a taser handed to him

fine, I’m in a bad mood today, but

hired for a job, didn’t know Gregory well and thought he was asking for

to

gentleman into

urn, I’m beating

floor could grasp Gregory’s metaphor, they were

to pull

the camera in front of him, lifting his chin slightly, his demeanor wild

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

…

end of the camera was indeed