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?"

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

cold tone made her feel particularly

"Naive?"

asked, looking at him

destroy the thing you

"Shut up -"

coldly as he cast a sullen glance

daring to look into his eyes.

the flowerpot. I threw it away. If

a louder tone.

she was determined to

let you die. You wish

Brody finished his words, he pushed Tracy heavily onto the

asshole!

shouted as if she

what's going

movements and glared at

were so stubborn that a chill went over

want to tell me,

stressed his tone and glared

kept pushing away the breasts that

the man and the woman furiously. She kept shouting at him, "don't be so hypocritical, Brody. Will

hysterically. The nightmare on her wedding night came flooding back to

sudden, humiliation and

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

Brody tightly gripped her both hands, and her shoulders

so painful that she almost cried.

the tears that welled up in her eyes, and said sadly, "yes, I

look at that

earth was he

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

so he hated Tracy

that he tore off her clothes, completely ignoring

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