When Love Breaks Novel Josephine And Zayne

Chapter 108

Josephine had assumed it was Zayn, and she had even braced herself for another confrontation. But when she turned around, she was met with a completely different face.

It was Yvan. He had shrugged off his trench coat, leaving only a black dress shirt underneath, paired with a red-and-black bowtie. His silver hair was messy and flowing, giving him an almost unreal, comic book-like appearance.

Years ago, men like him had been her weakness. One look, and she'd be lost in a daze for days.

But now, her tastes had changed. Josephine was immune to his type. Hence, after barely sparing him a glance, she looked away. "What are you doing here?"

Yvan tapped his fingers against the staircase railing, the metal clinking as his eight rings knocked against it in an erratic rhythm. "What, is this your property? Am I not allowed to use it?"

Josephine shot him a cold look. "Why are you acting like someone just shot you? You ate my pastries, and this is how you repay me?"

He scoffed. "I used to buy you pastries every day, multiple times a day. Yet, you were never grateful then."

Josephine pretended not to hear him and turned to continue down

awkward. Josephine slowed her pace on purpose, hoping he'd go

sighed, exasperated. "What exactly do you

You've been married to Zayn for three years,

I wanted to tell them, I would have. If I didn't, I wouldn't. And last I checked, it has nothing to

Let him know that

was threatening her. "When have

flirted; they never made it official. At the time, she was still under the age of

Love

it, yet he still had the

now you don't want to admit it? I still have all of it, you know. Our old texts, the photos we took together, the gifts you gave me, the letters you wrote. If you don't consider that history, then maybe I should show them to Zayn. See

with a warning look in her eyes. "Yvan, your father is still in the hospital. Can you not stir up trouble

remained completely unbothered. "And how is that

"There

block her path down the stairs. "You claim there's no 'us'... But if you really didn't care, you wouldn't