The Breaking Point of Love novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65

After a brief pause, Beck said, “I’ll send you my account detalls shortly.”

“Alright,” Celeste replied politely. “Sorry to trouble you, and thank you so much for your help today.”

“There’s no need to thank me,” Beck replied coolly before ending the call.

Matthias, who had been sitting nearby and overheard the conversation, asked, “The person who helped with your car today?”

At that moment, Beck sent over his account details along with a photo of the repair invoice.

Glancing at the message, Celeste opened her payment app end replied, “Yes.”

From the way Celeste had spoken to Beck, Matthias could tell they weren’t particularly close.

Matthias knew Beck as well and was aware that Celeste also knew him. However, to his knowledge, there was almost no connection between the two of them. Even when he heard Celeste address the person on the phone as Mr. Harper,” it hadn’t immediately occurred to him that it was Beck

Celeste transferred the exact amount of the repair cost back to Beck. After sending him a brief message she finally turned her attention to the assignment Zachary had given them earlier that day.

of thanks,

Together, she and Matthias worked on summarizing the core technologies of the exhibits into a PowerPoint presentation. Even though they kept the content concise, the sheer number of exhibits meant it was past 2.00 am by the time they finished and sent it to Zachary.

exhausted by then, but since he didn’t have a change of clothes, Celeste didn’t ask him to stay the

Matthias was e

night.

After Matthias left, Celeste hobbled to the bathroom to take a shower before heading to bed.

Her injury wasn’t severe, but Matthias still insisted she rest at home for a few days before returning to the office.

The next morning, Celeste stayed home to work remotely.

Not long after she got up, she received a call from Jordyn.

“Mom, how’s your ankle? Is it feeling better now?” Jordyn asked.

Balancing on her good foot while preparing breakfast in the kitchen, Celeste replied, “It’s a little better.”

“That’s good,” Jordyn said. She was also having breakfast but seerged unsure of what to say next.

Celest could sense her hesitation.

It hadn’t always been like this.

In the past, Jordyn would always have a lot to say to her.

Over the past couple of years, their conversations had dwindled. Whenever Jordyn had something on her mind, she would go to Wynn first. Gradually, their mother–daughter bond grew distant, leaving them with little to talk about.

This time, Jordyn seemed genuinely concerned about her injury–or at least, that’s how it sounded.

The concern was real, but it only scratched the surface. It was there, but not enough to truly feel heartfelt.