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?"

eyes, Tracy was so scared that she

cold tone made her feel

"Naive?"

mustered her courage and asked, looking at him

a naive way to destroy the thing you

"Shut up -"

cast

stopped, and daring to

flowerpot. I threw it away. If you want

a

moment, she was determined to

let you die. You

words, he

you asshole!

struggled and shouted as

me, what's going on

movements and glared

were so stubborn that a chill went over her

don't want to tell me,

tone and glared at her.

the breasts that had been

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

nightmare on her wedding night

humiliation and fear took

waiting for it to blossom for a

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

painful that she

lips, held back the tears that welled up in her eyes, and said sadly, "yes, I ruined

admitted in despair, not willing to look at that

on earth was he to

It was not easy

much he loved her, so

attitude completely irritated Brody. He was so angry that he tore off

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