When Love Breaks (Josephine) novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19 

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From designing the bag to learning through online tutorials and seeking out an old craftsman to purchase materials and tools, Simon had poured over three months of effect into malding it, 

He hady’t dared to hope that Josephine would like it. As long as she kept it, even if she tossed it into a comer like trash, he would have be 

been satisfied. 

Josephine, pale but smiling gently, said, “I should be the one thanking you. This bag is beautiful, and the color is so easy to match. I really like it. Come on, let’s find a spot to sit, have a drink, and chat. ” 

Earlier, she had been ready to leave, even thinking of walking out of this place altogether 

But seeing the shy and introverted Simon push himself to attend an event like this just for her, how could she leave him here alone? 

The two of them walked into the villa and found am empty comer with a couch to sit on 

Though Simon was reserved and not particularly good at small talk, he worked in the same field as Josephine, and with an upcoming collaboration. between them, the conversation came easily 

They had endless topics to discuss 

Slowly, Simon began to relax, delving enthusiastically into issues within his area of expertise. 

But as the crowd around them grew larger and the room became noisier, it was harder for Josephine to hear him. 

She leaned in slightly, shifting closer to catch his words. 

The moment she moved closer, Simon froze like a rusted machine. His face turned bright red, and his hands trembled so much that his wine glass tipped over, spilling red wine directly onto Josephine’s leg 

“I’m so sorry!” 

Startled, Simon panicked, grabbing a naplan and frantically trying to clean up the mess. 

Josephine chuckled lightly. “It’s fine. Why are you so nervous? I’m not your interviewer.” 

She joked lightly and reached out, intending to take the napkin from him, but before she could, a large hand appeared out of nowhere, gripping Simon’s wrist tighth 

“What do you think you’re doing?. 

Zan had been watching them for a while. 

He hadn’t approached earlier. 

He understood Josephine’s “Tinle 

le games. To him, this 

And instinctively, he couldn’t let her succeed 

,this was just another attempt to use another man to provoke him and make him jealous. 

But as Zayn stood watching them charting so happily, with Josephine’s gaze fixed entirely on the man in front of her, never once looking in his direction, his breathing grew heavier. 

Fury roared inside him like a storm, boiling over with each passing second 

And then he saw it. The man “accidentally” spilled wine on Josephine’s leg, only to use it as an excuse to touch her. 

Zayn’s patience snapped. 

Was she an idiot? 

Couldn’t she tell this man had ulterior motives? 

With long, purposeful strides, Zayn closed the distance between them. He grabbed Simon’s wrist, barely restraining himself from throwing a punch. “Touch my wife again, and I won’t go easy on you!” 

“Your wile?” Simon’s eyes widened in shock. “You’re… Zayn Forbes?” 

Zayn’s expression turned ice–cold, his glare cutting into Simmons 

“Done your research, huh? What’s your plan? Trying to steal her from me?” 

Steal her?