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?"

Tracy was so scared that she even

tone made her feel

"Naive?"

mustered her courage and asked,

thing you care most, which will make you sad and you

"Shut up -"

Brody coldly as he cast

stopped, and daring to look into

said I broke the flowerpot. I threw it away. If

Tracy with a louder tone.

this moment, she was

let you die. You wish

as Brody finished his words, he

you asshole!

shouted as if she

me, what's going on

movements and glared

eyes were so stubborn that a chill went over her heart.

to tell

and

response, Tracy kept pushing away the breasts

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

nightmare on her wedding

and

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

Brody tightly gripped her both hands, and her shoulders shook

so painful that she

lips, held back the tears that welled up in her eyes, and said

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

on earth was he to say that.

girl's favorite. It was not easy

her, so he hated Tracy so

attitude completely irritated Brody. He was so angry that he

from her eyes. "To you, my life isn't worth a flowerpot,