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?"

that she even

cold tone made her

"Naive?"

courage and asked, looking

destroy the thing you care most, which

"Shut up -"

Brody coldly as he cast a sullen

and daring to look into his

it away. If you want to kill

with a louder tone.

moment, she was determined to

I won't let you die. You wish too

his words, he pushed Tracy heavily onto the

you asshole! Don't

as if she

me, what's going

movements and glared at

were so stubborn that a chill went

want to tell me, do

his tone and

kept pushing away the breasts that had been over

and angry, glaring at the man and the woman furiously. She kept shouting at him, "don't be so hypocritical, Brody. Will you believe what I say? You are just extorting

her wedding

of a sudden, humiliation and

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

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

was so painful that she almost

held back the tears that welled up in her eyes,

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

on earth was

favorite. It was not

her, so he hated Tracy

completely irritated Brody. He was so angry that he tore off her clothes, completely ignoring

"To you, my