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.

touch of hatred between her

because I touched your flowers? You are

a trembling voice. Her heart

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

hate me so

almost desperate, her

boy's appearance in the villa seemed to have been arranged by someone. Tracy began to doubt that Brody deliberately brought the

his eyes were

She slowed down She was lifeless. She squatted helplessly and tried

with her fingertips.

and the

and her body began to tremble helplessly. Her eyes were covered with a

throwing the petals into the

on the broken porcelain, making Tracy's heart tremble violently.

scolded herself for being so useless, but she

as Brody's. or perhaps he was

petals were thrown to the garbage bin

more. She just wiped off her tears

out her hand and continued to pick up the

not stop her, but her hand

her away and picked up

he picked up the fragments. However, he was too young to collect all of them

a while, Tracy eventually reached out to give him a

the porcelain flowerpot again,

reached out his hand to grab the fragment in her hand.

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 her sword. Hence, she didn't open her mouth to see Ray. She reminded him, "Ray, let go of me.

all of a sudden, all of them

not prepared, so

"Ah --"

body was forced to lean back. All of a sudden, she felt a severe pain in her palm.

pieces were deeply embedded in her palm, and her forehead instantly became

into the porcelain was soft, and the

grimaced in

"Hum..."

and let out a painful

looked down at her right hand embedded in the

large pool of bright red blood on her palm, which was shocking. Her hand had already been covered in blood, as if it

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

of blood in the palms almost melted into her flesh. It was

exhausted because

started to quiver.

It was deep

word echoed in her mind.

was still tidying up the broken glass as if nothing had

it was none of

laughed at herself bitterly, what on earth

Ray disappeared after picking up

a long time, no

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

part of his body, which was

that physical pain was never as painful as heartache and despair,

heart ached and internal organs were

trying for a while, the shredded porcelain was getting more and more deep. It was