When Love Breaks by jack novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212 

I was totally confused and shot back, “What do you mean?” 

His expression was icy, cutting through the air like a knife. “Cut the act.” 

Confused and increasingly irritated, I shot back, “Excuse me? What are you talking about? I haven’t done anything wrong!” 

“Denying it till the bitter end, huh?” Bryant’s lips curved in a smirk, his demeanor turning even more intimidating. He Mcked his phone several times and aimed it at me, “Take a look. Your masterpiece, isn’t it?” 

I was momentarily stunned and turned my gaze to his phone screen. It was a trending topic that had exploded online just minutes ago. And there it was, a scandal involving Albert and Margaret. There was even a video. The thumbnail showed last night’s scene in the Larson family’s backyard. 

I recognized it instantly, a chill running down my spine. I clicked on it, wondering if it was the video I had taken, but it was already offline. It got blocked. 

And to add to the fire, images were floating around of Bryant and Margaret looking too close for comfort. The online backlash was ugly. 

Bryant sneered, “Nothing to say now?” 

My mind was a mess, but I denied it. “I didn’t do this. Bryant, I’m not that stupid. Even if I were to spill the beans, it wouldn’t be now.” In reality, I was indeed plotting to spill the beans, but not before those divorce papers were firmly in my grasp. 

“Then how did the video end up online?” Bryant pressed, his gaze piercing. “Or maybe you had a little viewing party last night?” 

That was when it clicked. 

Gregory! 

But I wasn’t sure if it was him. 

And I knew, no matter what I said, Bryant wouldn’t believe me. “It doesn’t matter if you believe me or not. We’re here now. Just get the papers, and let’s end this.” 

“You think I’d let you off that easy?” His voice was cold, his smirk mocking. “Jane, keep dreaming.” 

With that, he turned and walked away. 

I took a deep breath, watching his retreating figure, my frustration boiling. “Fine, it doesn’t matter if you don’t cooperate. The law says I can divorce you unilaterally after two years of separation. We’ll wait it out then.” 

I had all the time in the world. Bryant was the one in a hurry to remarry, not me. 

He paused, his voice cold as ice, “Remember your words!”