When Love Breaks (Josephine) novel Chapter 7

"Ms. Dunn!"

Hearing Mason's voice from afar, Josephine stopped.

She concealed the weariness in her eyes and by the time she turned around, her face bore a radiant smile.

"It's been a while, Mason."

"Ms. Dunn! Wow, I was so scared it's just a dream until I see you here!"

Mason was brimming with excitement, he wanted to give Josephine a hug but he recalled that she disliked being touched casually, so he held himself.

Just as he managed to hold back, Josephine smiled and gently embraced him.

"These three years must have been hard on you."

If it weren't Mason helping around tirelessly, she would have much to worry about.

Smelling her familiar, elegant fragrance, his eyes turned red. "Ms. Dunn, I'm just glad you're back. That's all that matters!"

In the First Class Lounge, Josephine was clad in a white shawl. She listened quietly as Mason shared the highlights of the past few years.

"Arthur is really extraordinary! For three consecutive years, he won the Best Cinematographer award. He is incredibly bold too. Last year, when he won, he went on stage, blew a kiss, said nothing, and walked off!"

Josephine commented calmly, "There's a saying, that genius and madness are separated by a thin line."

Mason laughed heartily. "He's really a bit crazy, I heard that recently he pretended to be a plumber to experience life and almost got the client's house flooded! He got cursed out online after being exposed.

Seeing Josephine's distracted expression, he stopped.

In truth, he had a hunch.

Something must have gone wrong between Josephine and Zayn. Otherwise, why would she suddenly return to the film industry after announcing her plan to retire and support Zayn?

But he didn't dare to ask.

Despite her composed demeanor, Mason could see through her facade.

Beneath her calm expression laid a fragmented soul barely holding together.

"Ms. Dunn, am I talking too much? How about you take a rest?"

Josephine smiled faintly. "Thanks."

Compared to the past, he had become much more observant.

Mason wanted to let her rest but others didn't. Just as she leaned back, her phone chimed.

Hesitating for a moment, she picked it up.

As expected, it was a message from Zayn.

"Josephine, I wanted to have dinner with you tonight, but something urgent came up at work and I will have to stay late. I am sorry. Once this is over, I promise I will make it up to you. Love you."

Josephine knew he wasn't lying this time.

The investors for his new movie decided to divest and both the directors and cinematographer decided to quit. How could he not be busy?

But now she understood his eagerness to shoot the film.

It wasn't for the Forbes Group, it was for "his woman".

Speaking of the devil…

Just after reading the message, Nadine sent her a photo.

The timing between their messages was eerie.

In the photo, Zayn stood in a tailored suit, leaning casually on his Maybach. His hand held a phone, his expression focused and gentle.

The dark strands of hair falling across his forehead softened the otherwise cold and distant features of his face, adding a hint of gentle warmth to his expression.

Nadine stood before him, raising her phone high, posing playfully for a selfie.

Zayn's gaze, meeting the camera, carried a trace of indulgence.