Chapter 253


    He liked it, so naturally, I loved it, too. How could it feel forced?


    Bryant’s deep eyes sparkled intensely. Tm pot unwilling, either Come on, eat up


    My heart ached for him. “You know your stomach has been acting up.”


    “You’ve been putting up with it for three years. Can’t I handle it just this once? You’re


    underestimating me.” He said earnestly


    I lowered my peze. “Fine, if you insist”


    After dinner, he offered to do the dishes, leaving me guilt–free to continue my work.


    It was different with Mark. If Mark did the dishes, I’d feel a twinge of quilt since we were just friends.


    But with Bryant, I’d taken care of him for three years. His cooking and doing the dishes didn’t seem


    too much to ask.


    “Got any painkillers?” I was deep into nning the style for ourpany’s first batch of new


    products when Bryant, rubbing his stomach, made his way to the couch beside me.


    I almost chuckled, getting the pills and cing them before him. “So much for not underestimating


    you, huh?”


    His stomach issues started when he first took over the Ferguson Group. Facing resistance at every


    turn, he’d often skip meals to settle shareholder disputes and manage his team, not to mention the


    endless social drinking on an empty stomach. It was a recipe for disaster.


    Bryant looked into my eyes. “You’ve


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    I asked. “In what w


    His lips pursed slightly. “You used to panic seeing me in pain.”


    I paused before replying, “Back then, love clouded my judgment.”


    Seeing him unwell, I would scramble for any home remedy I could find, brewing stomach–soothing


    broths daily. I’d avoid unting our rtionship before the board, waiting instead for him toe


    home and drink it


    Suddenly, he grabbed my arm, pulling me close. “And now?”


    Caught off guard, I fell into his embrace, his familiar scent overwhelming me. The warmth of his


    body seared my skin, and my heart skipped a beat. Tension spread between us.


    I scrambled up. “Now, um, I’m more inclined to ask, shouldn’t you be heading home after your


    medicine? It’s gettingte.”


    It couldn’t go on like that.


    I reminded myself inwardly, Jane, don’t fall for his traps again.”


    Bryant’s expression visibly fell, and he fell silent.


    “Drink up: You’ll be fine.” I pointed to the medicine and turned to leave for my room,


    Just before I entered, his voice tightened, “Can I, maybe not leave tonight?”


    “The couch is all yours.” After saying that, I went straight to my room.


    Driving with an upset stomach wasn’t safe, and if something happened, it’d somehow be my fault. It


    was toote to ask Kevin to pick him up.


    aintly crossed my mind. Right, I wasn’t being soft–hearted. It wasn’t because I was soft hearted. As


    I drifted off to sleep, the thought faintly


    The next day, stepping out of my room, I noticed the tall figure sprawled on the couch, btedly


    realizing what had transpired the night before. The memones of the previous night slowly pieced


    together.


    The winter sun streamed in, covering him with a nket, his body curled up on the couch, breathing


    softly, looking unexpectedly harmless.


    But that didn’tst long.


    His phone suddenly rang, and he woke up groggily and answered the call after a nce. It must


    have been Kevin, and Bryant hung up after a few words.


    Bryant checked the time, sat up, and looked toward me, somewhat forlornly. “I can sleep so


    peacefully only when I’m close to you.”


    “But,” I met his gaze, my voice merciless, “I’ve found that only by keeping my distance from you can


    I feel at peace.”


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    His fingers twitched as he watched me, his voice still hoarse from sleep, finishing his thought. “Do


    you… still hate me?”


    “It’s not that bad.” It wasn’t about hate. I just wanted a more peaceful life. I pursed my lips. “Are you


    free today? We should go get our divorce papers.