Come Back to Me

It was evening when she finally woke up in pain, and she had been sleeping for the whole afternoon.

The moment she opened her eyes, she couldn't help but frown because of the pain at her hand, She was completely exhausted and feeble.

When she became completely sober, she found that Brody was changing the medicine on her palm.

Tracy was startled. She managed to sit up, but was then pressed down by a powerful hand.

She lay down on the bed again. About three minutes later, her hand was wrapped again.

Then he said in a cold voice over her head, "Tracy, you'd better explain to me clearly. What happened? About the flower."

Brody asked a series of questions in a cold tone, but he was totally unprepared to hear what she had said. Tracy sat up and looked blankly at his face which had changed into a devil's again.

"Explain what?"

Asked Tracy coldly.

In fact, she really didn't know what to explain.

She was the one who got hurt. What else did he want to ask?

"How could the flowerpot break?"

"Aha I broke it. "

"Is it your lover's flower?" Tracy continued before Brody could say anything.

Tracy said sarcastically.

Her eyes grew cold and her heart sank.

And in his eyes, her life was as cheap as grass, no... "——

Or it could hardly be counted as the lowest, the cheapest.

She wouldn't be able to withstand an ornament like a flowerpot.

Brody bent down, raised her chin with his slender fingers, and looked down at her, "that potted flower is her favorite, but you broke it. Is this the childish way you revenge me?"

dark eyes, Tracy was so scared that she even forgot to feel

her feel particularly

"Naive?"

asked, looking at him intensely.

you care

"Shut up -"

cast a sullen glance

daring to look into his

flowerpot. I threw it away. If

Tracy with a louder tone.

she was determined to

you die.

he

you asshole! Don't touch

shouted as if she

me, what's

and

so stubborn that a chill went over

don't want to tell me, do

stressed his tone and glared at

Tracy kept pushing away the breasts that had

woman furiously. She kept shouting at him, "don't be so hypocritical, Brody. Will you believe what

hysterically. The nightmare on her wedding night came flooding

of a sudden, humiliation and fear took

a few years. Do you know? You've ruined

as furious as an irritated leopard, Brody tightly gripped her both hands,

so painful that she almost

tears that welled up in her eyes, and said sadly, "yes,

in despair, not willing to look at that face for even

on earth was he to say that.

the girl's favorite. It was not easy

loved her, so he hated Tracy

that he tore off

tore her wound, tears fell down from her eyes. "To you, my life isn't worth