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 was

a touch

touched your flowers?

trembling voice. Her heart was broken.

exhausted because of a child, and at the same time, a feeling of despair spread all over her body. When she saw Ray's cold eyes, she knew that her guess was

were broken

hate me so

her voice trembling

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

boy still didn't answer, and his eyes were

She squatted helplessly and tried to

with

hand and the petals

that her face turned pale, and her body began to tremble helplessly.

boy throwing the petals into the trash can helplessly.

broken porcelain, making Tracy's

so useless, but she really wanted

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

petals were thrown to the garbage bin as Ray walked back and

say anything more. She just wiped off her tears in secret.

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

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

pushed her away and picked up the debris

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

reached out to give

of the porcelain flowerpot again,

was still not reconciled and reached out his

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

strength, but all of a sudden, all of them were pulled away

was not prepared, so

"Ah --"

All of a sudden, she felt a severe

were deeply embedded in her palm, and her forehead instantly became cold sweat and

was soft, and the face

in pain.

"Hum..."

struggled to her feet and let out a

soon as she looked down at her right

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

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

struggled to stand up. The pieces of blood in the palms almost melted into her flesh. It was impossible

exhausted because of the pain.

started

It was deep

in

Ray was still tidying up the broken glass as if nothing

it was none

earth was she expecting

study, Ray disappeared after picking up the

no one came in.

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

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

was never as painful as heartache and

heart ached and internal organs were

and more deep.