When Love Breaks by jack

Chapter 130

And house cleaning and laundry duties on weekends after my part-time job to keep Allen from yelling at me.

If Aunt Cheryl hadn’t stood her ground, I would have been kicked out by the dynamic duo

ago. of father and son a long time

Looking back, I could honestly say I don’t owe the Browns anything.

It was just Aunt Cheryl I couldn’t leave behind.

And now, to add insult to injury, Allen had the audacity to clain that I should thank them for my marriage to Bryant, saying they played a significant ro in it.

I turned to Leroy, forcing a smile. “So, you got into design bec use of me?”

Leroy responded, “Yeah, the way you splurged on gifts during the holidays, and always managed to send money home made me think there was big money in design. Otherwise, I would never have picked this dead-end major”

“And where did you graduate from?”

“RiverCity Vocational Technical College,” he said, as if it was the most prestigious institution out there.

I couldn’t help but compare Leroy’s attitude to that of his father, Allen, and eventually had to break it to him, “You’re not getting into the Ferguson Group with that. They only hire from top-tier universities.”

“If I could get in on my own, I wouldn’t be asking you…” Leroy retorted, his youthful pride getting the best of him. Allen quickly pulled him back, “Isn’t this why we’re asking for your help? Just do us a favor before the divorce is final, will you?”

Seeing my silence, Allen’s gaze shifted cunningly towards Mark, “Are you Jane’s friend or her boss? With that demeanor, you must be doing well for yourself. This girl is stubborn; can you help my son out?”

felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment, wishing the ground would swallow me whole.

Mark, without hesitation, spoke up with a clear and smooth voice, “Sorry, sir. She’s my boss, and I follow her lead.”

I looked at Mark, surprised and somewhat relieved. I had worried he might agree to help, but I had no intention of catering endlessly to Allen’s greed. It’s best to make it clear from the get-go that there’s no hope.

Aside from matters involving Aunt Cheryl, I wanted nothing to do with the two of them.

Allen, caught off guard by the refusal, turned back to me, “Jane, for your auntie’s sake..”

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“I can’t help!”

Losing my patience and fearing more outrageous requests, I cut him off, “Just take good care of Aunt Cheryl. I’m leaving!”Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

With that, Mark and I’made our way out.

“You don’t want to help, fine! We’ll figure it out ourselves!” Leroy yelled as we approached the elevator.

I looked up at Mark, apologetically, “Sorry you had to see that.”

Mark just shrugged it off with a smile, “Don’t worry about it. Some of my relatives are even worse.”

“Really?” I replied, more out of politeness than curiosity.

Though Mark and I were close, he seldom discussed his family.

He nodded slightly, without elaborating, and I didn’t press further.

Reaching the ground floor, despite the air conditioning, it felt noticeably cooler than the other floors.

Suddenly, Mark stopped me, and then, gallantly, he took off his coat and draped it over my shoulders.

“It’s chilly outside. Try not to catch a cold these days.”

Only then did I realize, in my rush to leave the office, I’d forgotten my jacket. Gratefully accepting his kindness, I said, “Thanks.”

With a soft smile, he added, “Let’s go, I’ll drive you home.”

“I can drive my wife home. No need to trouble yourself!”

Not far away, a confident figure approached us, his voice deep and icy.

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