My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 126

Chapter 124

Shawn said that there was no need to act so unfamiliarly between us. But, he was the one who made me this way himself.

Therefore, I ignored him, drove away, and left the hospital directly. My actions left Kevin speechless and in shock.

Soon after I drove off, Kevin sent me a text. 'My goodness, you're the first who treated Sunny like this! My god, and he actually didn't get mad!'

'I'm busy, really,' I replied.

His reply was very straightforward. 'That's bullsh*t. He must have rejected you, and you ignored him because you were angry. Do you think I'm so gullible?'

With nothing to say to that, I stopped replying to his texts and returned home in a foul mood. Feeling frustrated at home, I grabbed my keys, drove to the nearest river bank, and sat there, feeling the breeze until late evening.

The night was mesmerizing, and the scenery beside the river was beautiful. With earphones on, I sat there with music in my ears and forgot the time until a clear, crisp voice echoed beside me. "Are you avoiding me?"

A few days ago, he was the one who wanted to alter my memories through hypnotization, and today, he asked me if I was avoiding him.

"Aren't you that one who's annoyed by me?"

My tone was nonchalant, and he didn't answer me for a while. Then, when I twisted my head, I saw him standing with his hands behind his back as he gazed at the river. His eyes were stoic, and they carried complicated emotions which were inexplicable to me.

As I looked away from him, I noticed that many people slowly surrounded us, and all of them had their eyes staring at Shawn.

This man was really eye-catching, attracting attention wherever he went.

When I saw that the crowd was slowly getting thicker as time passed, I hurriedly got up and left along the river, but he didn't come after me. So, I took out my car key and drove back home. However, I saw a black Cayenne downstairs when I reached my apartment. I knew that it belonged to Shawn without even the need to guess.

It seems like he knows my whereabouts like the back of his palm, I thought.

He got out of the car, took out a stick of cigarette, and lit it. After taking a drag gracefully, he said, "I know you're mad at me." I pursed my lips and didn't say a thing as he looked at the night sky in the distance. Finally, after extinguishing his cigarette, he suddenly said, "Since you want to be with me, have you prepared yourself for it?"

Confused, I stared at him. "What did you say?"

"Myra, I agree to be with you." Shawn appeared composed while standing beside the car as I heard

him enunciate each word clearly. "Renee Felix, be with me and become the mistress of the Xenos Family. Would you like that?"

This time, he called me Renee Felix, which was also the first time he did that.

Filled with excitement in my heart, I wanted to run over to him and hug him, but I stood rooted to the spot calmly and uttered, "I don't want to be the mistress of the Xenos Family. But, Shawn, as long as you love me, I'll never leave you in this life."

"Renee, you don't have to make any promises to me."

His words washed over my heart like a bucket of cold water. Then, he softened his tone. "I only trust what I see before me, no matter whether it is people or problems."

Indeed, he was an emotionless assassin. "Okay," I mumbled.

"Come home with me," he said, staring at me with his gorgeous face.

After a short moment of hesitation, I obediently climbed into his car's passenger seat, and he started driving in silence.

On the way, I saw a continuous stretch of bluebells, and I rolled down the window, the wind blowing against my cheeks. "So you like bluebells?" I asked, suddenly interested to know. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"My mother likes it."

This was the first time he mentioned his mother, and I remembered Anna's dressing, thinking that Shawn's mother was probably classier than her. With the image of a prim and proper lady from the 80s in my mind, I asked, "She must be beautiful, isn't she?"

"Why do you say that?" he asked calmly.

"That's because you're so good-looking." Then, when he was speechless, I asked another question. "Does she live with the Xenos?"

"Yeah, she's living at the Xenos Manor."

I noticed that he had more patience than before. At least, he would answer all of my questions, and I wondered, Does he have more patience for me because I'm now his girlfriend?

Just when I had more questions for him, I caught a glimpse of his sullen expression when I turned my face, and it seemed like he only became this way after mentioning the Xenos Manor. Did I invoke any of his sad memories?

Kevin had mentioned that he would be injured every time he returned to the Xenos Manor, but why?

When Anna was that afraid of him, who would be able to inflict injury on him?

Although I would like to ask, I was worried that it would affect his mood, so I kept my words to myself silently.

It was already very late when we reached his place, and he parked his car on the side of the street. As there was only one villa in this spot and there weren't other cars passing by, it wasn't a problem to park

the car anywhere. It was his private property, anyway.

He got out of the car first, and I followed behind. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, and my nose throbbed in pain after bumping into his sturdy back. I rubbed my nose and asked in mild irritation, "Why did you stop out of the blue?"

However, when I lowered my gaze, I saw that his broad palm was facing me, and a small portion of the cuff from his white shirt was showing around his wrist, making a stark difference from his black-colored suit.

I guessed his intentions, so I reoched out my hond, grobbed his polm, ond let him pull me into the villo.

This wos the first time he took the initiotive to hold my hond; this wos his treotment for me os his womon!

Delighted, I followed him through the door, ond he went into the bothroom olone. Soon ofter, he chonged into o block-colored sleeping robe mode out of genuine silk ond come out.

With o white towel in his hond, he dried his wet hoir ond osked in o low whisper, "Are you hungry? I'll cook something for you."

The sleeping robe wos very loose, ond he could hold it up only becouse of his brood frome. In oddition, his hoir wos sooked, ond he gozed ot me with deep eyes, drowing me in like o vortex.

Like o bottle of moving hormones, his every being wos exuding o fotol ottroction, ond I gulped. "As you wish."

Shown roised his hond, stroked my heod gently, ond I wos porolyzed on the spot os though I wos electrocuted while he wolked post me into the kitchen composedly.

The Shown thot wos with me now hod become so much more gentle.

While I wos still stonding in stunned silence in the living room, he colled me from the kitchen. "Bobe, come here for o while."

His voice wos cold, yet he wos colling me intimotely.

Bobe…

Just the sound of it mode my heort quiver.

Hurriedly, I ron to the doorwoy, ond he turned to look ot me. "Whot would you like to eot?" he osked in his deep voice.

Previously, Shown hod cooked o few times os well, but he never osked me whot I would like to eot ond olwoys finished cooking silently.

After giving it o thought, I onswered, "Posto."

After thot, he didn't bother me onymore.

Men look so doshing when they're serious, I thought, looking ot him in o smitten monner os I hung oround the kitchen entronce until someone gove me o coll.

Bock in the living room, I sow thot it wos o coll from Kevin.

"Are you ot Sunny's ploce?"

"How did you know?" I osked, puzzled.

"Thot's becouse the GPS locotion of your phone is ot his ploce!" But then, he joked, "In the morning, both of you were still octing os though you're cutting off ties with eoch other, but you're living together when the night comes!"

"Hong on," I interjected. "There's o GPS trocker on my phone?"

"Of course. Otherwise, how con we pro—"

Right ot thot moment, Shown come out of the kitchen. I hurriedly hung up ond osked him dozedly, "You've been trocking me the whole time?"

I guessed his intentions, so I reached out my hand, grabbed his palm, and let him pull me into the villa.

This was the first time he took the initiative to hold my hand; this was his treatment for me as his woman!

Delighted, I followed him through the door, and he went into the bathroom alone. Soon after, he changed into a black-colored sleeping robe made out of genuine silk and came out.

With a white towel in his hand, he dried his wet hair and asked in a low whisper, "Are you hungry? I'll

cook something for you."

The sleeping robe was very loose, and he could hold it up only because of his broad frame. In addition, his hair was soaked, and he gazed at me with deep eyes, drawing me in like a vortex.

Like a bottle of moving hormones, his every being was exuding a fatal attraction, and I gulped. "As you wish."

Shawn raised his hand, stroked my head gently, and I was paralyzed on the spot as though I was electrocuted while he walked past me into the kitchen composedly.

The Shawn that was with me now had become so much more gentle.

While I was still standing in stunned silence in the living room, he called me from the kitchen. "Babe, come here for a while."

His voice was cold, yet he was calling me intimately.

Babe…

Just the sound of it made my heart quiver.

Hurriedly, I ran to the doorway, and he turned to look at me. "What would you like to eat?" he asked in his deep voice.

Previously, Shawn had cooked a few times as well, but he never asked me what I would like to eat and always finished cooking silently.

After giving it a thought, I answered, "Pasta."

After that, he didn't bother me anymore.

Men look so dashing when they're serious, I thought, looking at him in a smitten manner as I hung around the kitchen entrance until someone gave me a call.

Back in the living room, I saw that it was a call from Kevin.

"Are you at Sunny's place?"

"How did you know?" I asked, puzzled.

"That's because the GPS location of your phone is at his place!" But then, he joked, "In the morning, both of you were still acting as though you're cutting off ties with each other, but you're living together when the night comes!"

"Hang on," I interjected. "There's a GPS tracker on my phone?"

"Of course. Otherwise, how can we pro—"

Right at that moment, Shawn came out of the kitchen. I hurriedly hung up and asked him dazedly, "You've been tracking me the whole time?"