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..."

a daze. She

a touch of hatred between her

I touched your flowers? You are willing

trembling voice. Her heart was broken.

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 cold eyes, she knew that

pots were broken because her.

do you hate me so

sounded almost desperate, her voice trembling

to have been arranged by

his eyes were

up thoroughly. She slowed down She was lifeless. She squatted

with her fingertips. She

reached out his hand and the petals were torn

angry that her face turned pale, and her body began to tremble helplessly. Her eyes were covered with a thin

throwing the petals into the trash

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

useless, but she really wanted

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

petals were thrown to the garbage bin as Ray walked

just wiped off

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

stop her, but her hand was still stretched

away and picked up the debris

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

eventually reached out to give him a

shards of the porcelain flowerpot again,

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,

pieces with great strength, but all of a sudden, all of them were

was not prepared, so she was shaken.

"Ah --"

lean back. All of a sudden, she

and her forehead instantly

was soft, and the face was as pale as limestone, and her

grimaced in

"Hum..."

out a painful groan.

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

bright red blood on her palm, which was shocking. Her hand

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

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

exhausted because of the pain.

body started

It was deep

in

saw Ray was still tidying up the broken glass as if nothing had

if it was none of his business.

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

after picking up the

no one came in.

She tried to pull out the broken glass with the other hand, but it was too deep for her to

and some part of his body, which was

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

ached and internal organs

and more deep. It was not pulled out but completely