Come Back to Me

"Ray, it's a pity to tear up such a beautiful flower."

Tracy knew Ray would not agree with her, but she was worried about those delicate flowers, so she couldn't help but try to persuade them.

As a result, Ray tore the flower, which stunned Tracy.

He actually put the petals into his mouth.

"No! Ray, it's poisoned. You can't eat it!"

In a panic, she attempted to snatch the petal Ray had put into his mouth.

"No way..."

The fight between Ray and Tracy was even more intense. She stretched out her hand and pressed Ray's hand tightly with her hand, while she used the other hand to snatch the half flower in his mouth.

Finally, Ray's strength was not enough and the petals were taken away by Tracy.

She was powerless, staring at the smiling boy stubbornly.

She frowned and couldn't figure out who on earth was this obedient child's mother.

The flower was prepared by Ray. He knew that flowers were poisonous, but he still wanted to eat.

"Who is your mother? "

With that thought, she asked.

As she expected, she got no answer, but one thing was wrong.

This time, the little boy was not staring at her expressionlessly. Instead, his eyes were hurt. He stared at her with such sad eyes as if he was blaming her for mentioning his mother.

"Well, forget it. But you really can't eat these flowers. Don't eat them."

Although Tracy knew that it was like playing piano to cow, she still said so.

After a few seconds of silence, Tracy attempted to put the flower on a proper place.

"Ah.. Ah... "

Hearing the voice, Tracy turned her head to look at the little boy, who was waving his hands at his furiously.

"What's wrong with you again?"

She sounded rather impatient.

The boy said nothing, but stretched out his hands to touch the beautiful flower on the table.

Tracy, on the other hand, also looked blank. He didn't speak or intend to do anything. She had no other choice but to stand there and watch him intently.

As a result——

"Snap -"

The porcelain basin was smashed to the ground.

To be exact, he was pushed down by Ray.

Tracy stared at the broken flowerpot in shock.

The bunch of beautiful flowers were laid on the ground, crying like desperate girls.

"You..."

at Ray in a daze. She

a touch of hatred between her

because I touched your flowers?

voice.

was mentally and physically exhausted because of a child, and at the same time, a feeling of despair spread all over her body. When she saw Ray's

pots were broken because her.

do you hate me

desperate, her voice

beginning, the boy's appearance in the villa seemed to have been arranged by someone. Tracy began to doubt

and his eyes were as cold as

She was lifeless. She

petals gently with her fingertips. She loved

out his hand and the petals were

body began to tremble helplessly. Her eyes were covered with

throwing the petals into the trash

fell on the broken porcelain, making

herself for being so useless, but she

the same as Brody's. or perhaps he was more bitter than Brody.

thrown to the garbage bin as Ray walked back and forth.

just wiped off

to pick up the broken porcelain on the ground. She must

had thought that Ray would not stop her,

picked

at him in a daze as he picked up the fragments. However, he was too young to collect all of

a while, Tracy eventually reached out to give

of the porcelain flowerpot again, while Tracy only picked up one piece.

Ray was still not reconciled and reached out his hand

the one hand, Tracy's stubborn temper was triggered. On the other hand, she was afraid that Ray would get his hand cut by the sharp shredded porcelain. Thus, she didn't loosen her grip on Ray. On the other hand, she was afraid that she would hurt him in the fighting for

but all of a sudden, all of them were pulled away by Ray.

was not prepared, so she was

"Ah --"

back. All of a

in her palm, and

soft, and the face was as pale as limestone, and her lips were bloodless.

in

"Hum..."

out a

soon as she looked down at her right hand

palm, which was shocking. Her hand had already been

getting stuck in her throat, she managed to hold back her

pieces of blood in the palms almost melted into her flesh.

was exhausted because of the

body started

It was deep

in her

still tidying up the broken glass as if nothing had

none

bitterly, what on earth was she expecting as a little boy?

Ray disappeared after picking up the

long time, no

great pain, beads of sweat began to form on her forehead. She tried to pull out the broken glass with the other hand, but it

palm, and some part of his body, which was the softest, was

painful as heartache and despair, because... Body is

and internal organs were pulled.

trying for a while, the shredded porcelain was getting more and more deep. It was not pulled out but completely dissolved.