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?"

Brody's dark eyes, Tracy was so scared that she even forgot to feel the

made her

"Naive?"

asked, looking

way to destroy the thing you care most, which will make you sad and you will

"Shut up -"

as he cast a sullen

and daring to look into

away. If you want to kill me, just hack

with a louder

moment, she was

won't let you die. You wish

words, he

you asshole! Don't touch

shouted as if she was

what's going

stopped his movements and

stubborn that a chill went over

don't want to

stressed his tone and

no response, Tracy kept pushing away the breasts

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?

nightmare on her wedding night came flooding back to her.

humiliation and fear took over

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

irritated leopard, Brody tightly gripped her both hands, and her shoulders

was so painful that

up in her eyes, and said

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

on earth was he

girl's favorite. It was not easy to

so he hated Tracy so

was so angry that he tore

wound, tears fell down from her eyes. "To you, my life isn't worth a flowerpot, is it?" she asked in