When Love Breaks by jack novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123

I paused, a wave of indescribable sorrow washing over me.

The whole world knew how much I loved Bryant, to the point where I couldn’t bear the

thought of anyone else in my heart. Yet, he always felt like my heart belonged to someone else,

There was a time when I would have gladly ripped my heart out just to show him, “Look, Bryant, it’s all about you.” But now, that was something I couldn’t do anymore.

I even doubted if his name would still be found within it, when all that remained were

scars.

On the way back to Christine’s place, she looked at me with such pity, biting her lip before finally asking, “Why didn’t you tell him you had a miscarriage too?”

“It wouldn’t make a difference.”

I leaned on her shoulder, my voice weak and lifeless, “So he might feel sorry and come back to me for a while. Then what?”

I had gone through this too many times. Trying over and over to make things right, only to end up more broken each time.

And the price I paid this time was even more devastating.

“True.”

Christine let out a long sigh, trying to hold back her sobs, “Let him be with the one who killed his own child. When he finds out one day, let’s see how much he regrets it.”

“He might never regret it.”

Thinking of how he had coldly interrogated me earlier for the sake of Margaret, I felt both pitiful and pathetic.

What difference would it make if he knew?

He would always choose Margaret over me.

The scene on the street today had taught me a painful lesson.

He ran towards me from afar, but at the moment when I needed him the most, he turned to someone else.

He held her, trembling, and roared with anger…

Suddenly, I felt like my eight years of feelings were worthless.

He didn’t love me. Even if I had died right in front of him, he probably would have stepped over my body to rush to Margaret.

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Chapter 123

Such a profound love, indeed.

Christine grew angrier the more she thought about it, “Jane, should we call the cops?”

I gently shook my head, looking out at the motley city lights, “Tell me, in today’s RiverCity, who can stand against Bryant?”.

With Timothy around, this situation might have been handled differently, but he was gone