When Love Breaks Novel Josephine And Zayne

Chapter 162

George was startled for a moment. Then, he whipped his head toward Josephine and asked, "What? Are you saying Mr. Dane isn't good enough for you?"

Josephine shrugged and sighed. "Quite the opposite-he's too good for me. It'll stress me out, you know? He's so perfect it feels unreal, like he belongs in a fantasy world. I'm just an ordinary person-I'm better suited to a simple, down-to- earth life."

George grew anxious. "But he wasn't born perfect! He only pushed himself to become this way to win over the woman he loves!"

Josephine brushed it off with a smile. "Well, I hope that woman enjoys his perfection because I sure don't."

"But—" George turned to her, suddenly serious. "Ms. Dunn, please don't say that. Mr. Dane is an ordinary guy too. He eats, drinks, and... well, does everything else. He uses dental floss, and when he oversleeps, his hair is a total mess.

"Oh, and he's nearsighted-he bumps into things all the time, so he's always covered in bruises. He's really not as perfect as-"

"Pfft!" Josephine couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, covering her mouth.

Clearly, George didn't see her as an outsider-he was spilling all of Ethan's embarrassing habits without hesitation.

things and walk around

she struggled to contain her laughter, Ethan returned

moment he got back in the car, he sensed

few minutes ago, Josephine had been fuming and upset-yet now,

Ethan asked,

to cheer her up. Yet here she was-laughing while he wasn't even around. It

watched her genuine smile linger and couldn't help

back her laughter until she glanced at him. The image of him with messy bed hair, wearing thick glasses, and looking all dazed flashed through

caught on. "Are you laughing at

quickly waved her hands.

joke. That's what

A dumb joke?

glance at George, whose ears were now completely red-an

that George had spilled something while

happy, that's all that matters. I asked the shop to brew this tea just for

the cup and tried to push the straw through the lid—but after a few failed attempts,

hand suddenly covered hers and pressed down firmly, guiding the straw into place with

straw popped through