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

was a touch

flowers? You

trembling voice. Her heart was

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

hate

almost desperate, her

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

still didn't answer, and his eyes were

down She was lifeless. She squatted helplessly and tried to pick

tender petals gently with her fingertips. She loved

out his hand and the

began to tremble helplessly. Her eyes were covered with a thin

petals into the trash can helplessly.

the broken porcelain, making Tracy's heart

scolded herself for being so useless, but

were exactly the same as Brody's. or perhaps he

petals were thrown to the garbage bin as Ray walked back

She just wiped off her

reached out her hand and continued to pick up the broken porcelain on the ground.

not stop her, but

her away and picked

at him in a daze as he picked up the fragments. However, he was too

a while, Tracy eventually reached out to

flowerpot

was still not reconciled and reached out his hand to grab the

Thus, she didn't loosen her grip on Ray. On the other hand, she was afraid that

all of a sudden, all of them

was not prepared, so

"Ah --"

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

in her palm, and her forehead instantly became cold sweat and gasped.

the porcelain was soft, and the face was as pale

grimaced in

"Hum..."

feet and let out

as she looked down at her right hand embedded in the pieces, she was startled.

shocking. Her hand had already been covered in blood, as if it had been soaked in

fishbone getting stuck in her throat, she managed to hold back her tears which were about to spill over

The pieces of blood in the palms almost melted into

was exhausted because of the

body started to

It was deep

echoed in her

tidying up the

was none

on earth was

after

no one came

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

over his palm, and some part of his body, which was

physical pain was never as painful as heartache and despair, because... Body is far less sensitive than

heart ached and internal

getting more and more deep. It