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?"

so scared that she even forgot

made her feel

"Naive?"

mustered her courage and asked,

don't think it's a naive way to destroy the thing you care most, which will make you sad

"Shut up -"

Brody coldly as he cast a sullen

to look into his eyes.

threw it away. If you want

a louder tone.

this moment, she was determined to

won't let you die.

words, he

you asshole! Don't

as if she was crazy.

what's going on

stopped his movements and glared at

a chill went over her

don't want to

his tone and

away the

shouting at him, "don't be so hypocritical, Brody. Will you believe what I say? You are just

hysterically. The nightmare on her wedding night came flooding

sudden, humiliation and fear took

has been waiting for it to blossom for a few years. Do you know? You've

tightly gripped her both hands, and her shoulders shook violently.

was so painful that she

that welled up in

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

was he to say that.

that flowers was the girl's favorite. It was not easy

her, so

angry that he tore off her clothes, completely ignoring her injured

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