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..."

in a daze. She was thoroughly

was a touch of hatred between

I touched your flowers? You are willing to

voice. Her heart was broken.

to a breakdown. She 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

flower pots were broken because

hate me

her voice trembling uncontrollably.

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

didn't answer, and his eyes were as cold

slowed down She was lifeless. She squatted helplessly and tried

gently with her fingertips. She

out his hand and the petals were torn away.

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

watched the boy throwing the petals into the trash can helplessly.

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

scolded herself for being so useless, but

temperament and ruthlessness were exactly the same as Brody's. or perhaps he was more bitter than

to the garbage bin as Ray walked back

say anything more. She just

up the broken porcelain on the ground. She

that Ray would not stop her, but her hand was still stretched out.

away and picked up the debris

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

Tracy eventually reached out to give him

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

still not reconciled and reached out his hand to grab the fragment in her hand.

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

pull the pieces with great strength, but all of

not prepared, so

"Ah --"

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

in her palm, and her forehead instantly became

was soft, and the face was

grimaced in pain.

"Hum..."

struggled to her feet and let out a painful groan.

her right hand embedded in the

large pool of bright red blood on her palm, which was shocking. Her hand had

in her throat, she managed to hold back her tears which

of blood in the palms almost melted into her flesh. It was impossible to pull them out

because

started to

It was deep

echoed in her mind.

head and saw Ray was still tidying

was none of his

laughed at herself bitterly, what on earth was she expecting as

study, Ray disappeared after picking up

time, no one

her forehead. She tried to pull out the broken glass with the other

part of

as painful as heartache and

heart ached and internal

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