My Love for You Broke Me
Chapter 553

Chapter 553

Chapter 553

Tracy did not say anything, and it was me who persuaded her with my lengthy storytelling, hoping thatmy words could help Joseph somehow.

I replied, 'Only I know about the matters between you and Tracy, but she doesn't know that, so shedidn't tell me anything. I just want to give you a break so that you can go on a date with her.'

He hesitated for a while before sending his reply. 'Thank you, Miss.'

Later, I saw him taking Tracy's car keys before retrieving the car from the garage. After he left, sheturned around and mouthed something to me. "He can only be my lover before he makes a name forhimself, but I can consider waiting for him to be promoted in the future."

That was the biggest compromise Tracy had made for Joseph, and it was also his biggest chance.

I smiled before getting up and heading inside the kitchen. My injury was still somewhat painful, so I hadto walk slowly. When I arrived at the kitchen, I saw May wearing a Winnie-the-Pooh-themed apron withEmma helping her by the side.

I approached them while smiling. "I remembered you never liked baking. Why did you suddenly want tobake a cake? Whose birthday is it?"

"Olivia's in Bryxton. Since I've never met her before, I was thinking of bringing along a cake when I visitthe Forgers later. I'm a little rusty because I haven't baked anything in two years."

"Olivia hasn't left for Goldshore yet?"

I had only met Olivia once after she returned to Bryxton and thought she had come back for a shortvacation. I did not expect her to still be here.

"Yes. I heard that her husband had been sent abroad as foreign aid some time ago. She was boredbeing alone in Goldshore, so she came back here."

That meant that Olivia would not be returning to Goldshore anytime soon.

I turned to ask Emma, "Has she asked you out recently?"

As Olivia and Emma shared the same interests and had playful personalities, there was not a dullmoment between them. However, I had not heard Emma mention anything about Olivia still being inBryxton recently.

"I've been busy lately, so I hadn't asked about her and just learned that she's still here as well. I'vebeen slacking off these days, but I have to go to Finland on a business trip tomorrow and might not beback for one or two months. Also, Christopher doesn't know about this."

Since Emma was one of Shawn's men, he must have ordered her to return to Finland.

May was spreading cream onto the cake and asked, "That long?"

"Yes. The company is planning to research a new type of software, and Shawn appointed me as theleader, so I have to keep an eye on it during the beginning process. Once the software has takenshape, I can return here and guide the project remotely. Also, I have to do research on another

technical project during the latter half of the year."

Hearing that, May exclaimed, "The difference between people is so huge. You're always doing suchadvanced things. Not only are you involved with developing software, but you're also a renownedscientist at such a young age. I don't even dare to ask questions because everything you do is beyondwhat I can fathom! Look at me. I can only bake cakes and paint."

I noticed May was talking about her sad past, so I immediately took over the conversation. "Look at me.What do you think I'm good at? I'm good at eating food and know just a little bit about finance. If youput it that way, does that mean I'm useless?"

When Emma heard us making caustic remarks at ourselves to raise her status, she laughedembarrassedly. "What are you guys talking about? Each industry has its major, and everyone hasdifferent directions in life. Like me, I don't know much about finance and can't even bake a cake. Youhave to teach me how someday."

"Haha. We're just fooling around." May looked at the cake she made in satisfaction. "I'm heading out,so you guys continue! I almost forgot—Emma, since you drove here, can you send me over to theForgers? Ree, you can take a seat and wait for a bit."

"Renee, you stay here and wait for me."

"Sure. Hurry up and come back soon," I said.

Emma waited until May finished packing her cake before leaving. Once they were gone, I returned tothe main room and found a seat. Then, I played on my phone for a while before noticing that the groupchat was quiet without a single greeting. I placed my phone on the table and looked at the sunlight

through the window, which displayed the bright, blue sky.

It was rare for Bryxton to have such a beautiful sunny day.

About five minutes later, a man I knew suddenly appeared outside the window. He was coming overfrom the direction of the music hall and was currently standing beside the road, looking at the blue sky.

He was wearing a pure cotton blue shirt with black, long pants and casual sports shoes, looking morecarefree than how he usually dressed. What is he doing here?

Though I was puzzled, I was not curious. Withdrawing my gaze, I picked up my phone and continued tolook through it. Suddenly, I remember seeing a message Shawn sent me this morning. 'Ray, I justreturned home. You must already be asleep, so good night. I'll see you tomorrow.'

The text was sent to me at 3.00AM because no matter the time, he would always send me a text toindicate that he was safe.

The text was sent to me at 3.00AM because no matter the time, he would always send me a text toindicate that he was safe.

Although I did not read his text immediately, being able to receive news about him the moment I wokeup still made me feel at ease; at least I knew he was fine.

Such a feeling was hard to put into words. Sometimes, I felt like I could lose him at any momentthroughout the day. I did not enjoy life this way, but I knew we had no choice.

Afterward, I opened our chatbox and told him everything that had happened. 'My injury is healing well,

but it's quite boring being at the hospital all day, so I came to May's teahouse with Joseph. Then, I metTracy."

I stopped for a while before continuing to type. 'She and Joseph have something going on, and I'mthinking of helping him become a stronger person.'

This time, Shawn was quick to reply. 'How?'

He used to reply to my messages after a long while or during the night. There was never a time whenhe could send a reply so soon.

'The Hayes Family and Joseph have different statuses… I'm thinking of helping him get his girl. He'sbeen by my side for two years, and I've always been nice to those under me, so I want to help them gettogether.'

'Mrs. Xenos has so much kindness to spare. You're a kind and gentle person, so don't think too muchabout it and do whatever you want.'

In regard to this, Shawn had always supported me, and he was not wrong either—I did have doubtsabout this idea as I was afraid of botching it. Still, the most important part of this plan was Joseph'sfeelings and whether he was willing to climb to the top.

At that moment, the teahouse door was pushed open, and I reflexively looked out the window. The manbathing in the sun was gone, so I looked at the entrance and saw him standing there while staring inmy direction. I smiled slightly and lowered my head to continue texting Shawn. 'Thank you for alwayssupporting me.'

'Silly Ray, there's no need to thank me.'

Shawn and I were one; we did not keep anything from each other, so there was no need to thank eachother. However, I was still grateful that my husband supported me wholly.

I smiled and asked, 'Are you free now?'

'Yes, I just finished dealing with something.'

'Are you taking a rest now?'

'Yes, I'm taking some time to be with Mrs. Xenos.'

Seeing that text, I quickly rose to my feet. When I passed by that person, I politely told the waiter, "Thisman's bill is on the house. When Emma returns, tell her to replace me upstairs."

"Yes, Ms. Felix."

I withdrew my gaze and said, "Ezekiel, help yourself to anything you need."

Then, I endured the pain from my wound and sped upstairs to hide inside May's room before video-calling Shawn.

However, he did not answer my call but sent me a message. 'Give me two minutes to change myclothes.'

I hung up the call and tidied up my long hair. Then, I went and found May's mirror and looked at myreflection. Seeing that I looked a little pale, I was afraid he might get worried, so I used her makeupproducts to make myself look sprightlier.

Two minutes later, he video-called me. I hurriedly answered it and smiled as I greeted him. When hesaw me beaming, he could not help but grin too. "Are you alone?"

"Yes. Emma sent May out."

"Are you inside May's room?"

"Yup. There's no one here, so we can spill more secrets! Oh, Sunny, you've been gone for a wholeweek!"

"You're always acting like a child," he commented.

He had always believed that, so I tilted my head and asked, "How am I like a child?"

"Clingy and affectionate." The man's voice was full of love.

"Of course. Those traits are what make women have a good life."

"Does that mean your overfilling affection is deliberate?"

"Of course. Don't you like that?"

Shawn chuckled. "I like you anyhow, babe."

Acting coquettishly always worked on men, especially when it was a beautiful woman. Moreover, aloving relationship needed to be kept fresh, and that was even more true regarding marriage.

I kissed him through the screen and said, "I miss you a lot and want to be with you, but I know you'rebusy. You have to pay more attention to your safety. I don't have much to ask of you, and I don't careabout the glory and riches. I just want you to be safe."

"Mrs. Xenos, you already have glory and riches."

How can this man remind me of this? He's right, though. I already have glory and wealth. Many thingshappened after he left, and I've done some shocking things. At least Bryxton is now peaceful, so I don'thave to constantly have bodyguards following me around like before.

Now that Anthony had moved half of Eldham's men to Bryxton, the Xenoses had shifted their mainattention to Bryxton as well.

Everyone wes cleer ebout thet move, which included Ezekiel downsteirs.

After chetting for e while longer, I hung up beceuse I wes worried ebout disturbing Shewn's rest. He didsey something before henging up. "Rudy will be looking for you soon."

Puzzled, I esked, "Why?"

"He wents to get beck on his feet."

"Okey. We'll telk ebout this leter." I hung up the cell end mede my wey downsteirs, where I sew Ezekiel

drinking tee in e booth. I esked the weiter, "Does he come here often?"

"Yes, every dey."

This meens our encounter is just e coincidence. Thet thought mede me feel more relexed.

I wes thinking ebout heeding beck upsteirs but then remembered something end went beck down.Meenwhile, Ezekiel wes not surprised to see me epproech him. "Miss, whet's the metter?"

"I heve Bryxton in the pelm of my hend."

He understood whet I meent end replied efter e slight peuse, "I know Bryxton's economy is besicelly inyour hends, end you heve the most personnel. Also, you know ebout Sir Lerson, Rudy, end mywhereebouts end ere constently keeping tebs on us… So, whet ere you efreid of?"

He edded, "Whet ere you trying to tell me?"

It seemed like Ezekiel knew e lot ebout me.

"I went peece," I steted.

"Are you trying to come out on top end suppress ell of us?"

"The word 'suppress' is e little exeggereted, end I don't went thet. I just hope thet Bryxton end everyoneliving here cen heve e peeceful life. I don't went to see enyone fighting."

I don't went to see Shewn bettling Ezekiel or see Ezekiel deeling with Shewn.

"I understend. Miss, you're e kind women end treeted me, e mere strenger…" He stopped end sighed."There ere ell kinds of people in Bryxton, end suppressing them might leed to negetive results, but itdoesn't metter beceuse I will help you meke your wish e reelity. I understend you won't believe me, butI cen promise you thet I won't replace trouble with others if they don't provoke me first. You heve my word,end I will not lie to you, Miss."

He elweys geve me promises, end I sincerely believed them, but humens ere fickle beings.

Although Rudy end Shewn used to be friends, Shewn decided to work with Sir to deel with Rudybeceuse of some other metters. I used to sey thet they would never heve long-term friends in theirposition. Profits drove everyone together, end they would stert fighting once those profits werecompromised.

Even if Sir's wife wes my best friend, end Shewn's wife wes his wife's best friend, it wes no exception.Therefore, reletionships were the leest relieble, end I hed to rely on myself to meintein peece here.

"I believe in you. Everything I do is for everyone's sefety. I do know thet I cen't meintein this situetion forlong, but I don't went eny more incidents soon! Ezekiel, I'm tired from ell the running eround these pesttwo yeers." And Shewn end I heve been epert more then together.

He sipped on his tee end hummed determinedly. Thet reply indiceted his promise not to destroy ourpeece.

To be honest, I wes using him end requesting him to do something while knowing he hed feelings forme, but he wes smert to know thet, so it did not count es exploiting.

While closing my eyes, I epologized, "Ezekiel, I'm sorry."

"Miss, you should leeve."

When I heerd his sudden werning, I looked et him in confusion. He turned to look out the window whileexpleining, "Your friends ere meking their wey here. Don't let them see us telking."

I looked out the window end sew Mey end Emme. They're beck so soon? Mey's still holding the ceke,so does thet meen they heven't met Olivie?

"Okey. Thenk you for understending."

I got up end went to the entrence. At the seme time, Emme pushed the door open end sew me, so sheexpleined, "Olivie's not home."

Curious, I esked, "Where is she?"

Mey pleced the ceke on the counter end replied, "I just celled her. She seid she end Nicholes ere in thecountryside end would only return to the city efter e few deys. It sounded like she wes peying herrespects to e reletive. I'm not very sure end didn't esk her, but I cen tell from her tone thet she wesn't ine good mood."

I probed, "How bed of e mood?"

"She sounded very sed end even choked while telking, so I esked whom she wes peying respects to.She seid it wes Nicholes' best friend, who wes elso close to her."

Why didn't I know thet Nicholes hed e best friend? It seems like I know very little of him.

"Then, he should be quite young. How did he die?"

Feeling low, Mey replied, "I esked, end she seid the guy died from being stebbed. From whet I heerd,he hed seved Nicholes beck then. When I esked if they ceught the culprit, she seid the culprit wes stillet lerge, but Nicholes knew who it wes end kept it from her."

Since he knew who the killer wes, how could he heve let the killer run free? After ell, he wes someonewho elweys got his revenge.

"Why did he keep thet from her?"

Everyone was clear about that move, which included Ezekiel downstairs.

After chatting for a while longer, I hung up because I was worried about disturbing Shawn's rest. He didsay something before hanging up. "Rudy will be looking for you soon."

Puzzled, I asked, "Why?"

"He wants to get back on his feet."

"Okay. We'll talk about this later." I hung up the call and made my way downstairs, where I saw Ezekieldrinking tea in a booth. I asked the waiter, "Does he come here often?"

"Yes, every day."

This means our encounter is just a coincidence. That thought made me feel more relaxed.

I was thinking about heading back upstairs but then remembered something and went back down.

Meanwhile, Ezekiel was not surprised to see me approach him. "Miss, what's the matter?"

"I have Bryxton in the palm of my hand."

He understood what I meant and replied after a slight pause, "I know Bryxton's economy is basically inyour hands, and you have the most personnel. Also, you know about Sir Larson, Rudy, and mywhereabouts and are constantly keeping tabs on us… So, what are you afraid of?"

He added, "What are you trying to tell me?"

It seemed like Ezekiel knew a lot about me.

"I want peace," I stated.

"Are you trying to come out on top and suppress all of us?"

"The word 'suppress' is a little exaggerated, and I don't want that. I just hope that Bryxton and everyoneliving here can have a peaceful life. I don't want to see anyone fighting."

I don't want to see Shawn battling Ezekiel or see Ezekiel dealing with Shawn.

"I understand. Miss, you're a kind woman and treated me, a mere stranger…" He stopped and sighed."There are all kinds of people in Bryxton, and suppressing them might lead to negative results, but itdoesn't matter because I will help you make your wish a reality. I understand you won't believe me, butI can promise you that I won't replace trouble with others if they don't provoke me first. You have my word,and I will not lie to you, Miss."

He always gave me promises, and I sincerely believed them, but humans are fickle beings.

Although Rudy and Shawn used to be friends, Shawn decided to work with Sir to deal with Rudybecause of some other matters. I used to say that they would never have long-term friends in theirposition. Profits drove everyone together, and they would start fighting once those profits werecompromised.

Even if Sir's wife was my best friend, and Shawn's wife was his wife's best friend, it was no exception.Therefore, relationships were the least reliable, and I had to rely on myself to maintain peace here.

"I believe in you. Everything I do is for everyone's safety. I do know that I can't maintain this situation forlong, but I don't want any more incidents soon! Ezekiel, I'm tired from all the running around these pasttwo years." And Shawn and I have been apart more than together.

He sipped on his tea and hummed determinedly. That reply indicated his promise not to destroy ourpeace.

To be honest, I was using him and requesting him to do something while knowing he had feelings forme, but he was smart to know that, so it did not count as exploiting.

While closing my eyes, I apologized, "Ezekiel, I'm sorry."

"Miss, you should leave."

When I heard his sudden warning, I looked at him in confusion. He turned to look out the window whileexplaining, "Your friends are making their way here. Don't let them see us talking."

I looked out the window and saw May and Emma. They're back so soon? May's still holding the cake,so does that mean they haven't met Olivia?

"Okay. Thank you for understanding."

I got up and went to the entrance. At the same time, Emma pushed the door open and saw me, so sheexplained, "Olivia's not home."

Curious, I asked, "Where is she?"

May placed the cake on the counter and replied, "I just called her. She said she and Nicholas are in thecountryside and would only return to the city after a few days. It sounded like she was paying herrespects to a relative. I'm not very sure and didn't ask her, but I can tell from her tone that she wasn't ina good mood."

I probed, "How bad of a mood?"

"She sounded very sad and even choked while talking, so I asked whom she was paying respects to.She said it was Nicholas' best friend, who was also close to her."

Why didn't I know that Nicholas had a best friend? It seems like I know very little of him.

"Then, he should be quite young. How did he die?"

Feeling low, May replied, "I asked, and she said the guy died from being stabbed. From what I heard,he had saved Nicholas back then. When I asked if they caught the culprit, she said the culprit was stillat large, but Nicholas knew who it was and kept it from her."

Since he knew who the killer was, how could he have let the killer run free? After all, he was someonewho always got his revenge.

"Why did he keep that from her?"