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.

bump into things and walk around

mind and she struggled to contain her laughter,

the

now,

something?" Ethan asked, pleased to see

had been racking his brain the entire time, trying to figure out a way to cheer her up. Yet here she was-laughing while he wasn't even around. It left him

Ethan watched her genuine smile

The image of him with messy bed hair, wearing thick glasses, and looking all dazed flashed through her

finally caught on. "Are you laughing

Josephine quickly waved her hands. "George just told me

That's what

A dumb joke?

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

to figure out that George had spilled something while he was gone, and chances were, it was

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

push the straw through the lid—but after a

could apply more force, Ethan's hand suddenly covered hers and pressed down firmly, guiding the

straw popped