My Love for You Broke Me
Chapter 724

Chapter 724

Chapter 724 Why Are You Crying

I suddenly realized that Ezekiel didn't have a sense of right and wrong in his heart. He didn't care aboutanything but his own happiness. Such a carefree man would cause trouble without any compassion.

Even he had admitted that he lacked compassion.

I answered, "This is not right, Mr. Hastings. Because... I am just a humble servant."

He repeated, "A humble servant?"

I lied and nonchalantly replied, "Yes. I am just like everyone else in this villa. I am merely a servantlooking after you, Mr. Hastings. You're a nobleman, and I..."

I wanted to say that I was already married, but he cut me off at that instant. He said in a deep tone, "Anidentity is nothing but a form of restraint. Those who have found peace in their hearts won't care aboutit."

"Are you implying that you have found peace in your heart, Mr. Hastings?"

Ezekiel looked at me disdainfully and asked, "Is that what you think I meant?"

He paused and suddenly said agitatedly, "Identity is just a means to restrain people. That was what Isaid, right? Ree, although I said that I didn't care, I still strived to become someone worthy of herstatus. Even though everything I have now has become pointless now that she got married, I don'tregret it at all. At least in these years... What exactly have I gained?"

Then, Ezekiel looked at me with an unusual gaze. He appeared lost.

His words made my heart tremble as I felt sympathy for him, but not pity.

Ezekiel didn't need pity.

I was left momentarily speechless as I silently locked eyes with him. He continued with distress after awhile, "I feel as if I have gained something, yet I have nothing to show for it. At the very least... I feellike I'm secretly watching over her, and protecting her using my own power in a place where even sheis unaware."

Such humbleness from Ezekiel...

No, I meant Mike Cloud.

The man standing before me was Mike. Even if he seemed to be against everyone in the world, he wasstill thinking only of me deep down in his heart whether as Ezekiel or Mike.

Even I was completely unaware of it.

In the past, I didn't fully understand him, though I could somewhat relate as I had a secret crush onsomeone too.

But now...

Hearing his words made me feel burdensome as I stood before him as a stranger and gradually got toknow him. He left me utterly perplexed.

Why did he hold onto memories of me for fourteen years?

Why did I become the lady he cherished?

Why did I become the only thing that mattered to him?

Tears started welling up in my eyes. Ezekiel looked at me and asked, "Why are you crying? Did I bitetoo hard?"

I cried because I felt deep compassion for him.

I took pity wholeheartedly on Zeke.

I didn't want him to continue living in loneliness in this world. I wanted to become his family, even if Iwasn't someone he needed. But even so, I longed to be there for him by his side and provide him withthe companionship he deserved.

I cried out in pain, "Yes, Mr. Hastings. You bit too hard."

He only let out a sigh. "Why does a lady like you cry?"

"Ladies tend to be more emotional, so I cry easily, Mr. Hastings."

Ezekiel looked at me with doubt. "Is that so?"

He crouched down and pulled up my short sleeve following that. The bite marks were deep, and hehelped me up before saying, "Come with me."

I followed Ezekiel back to his bedroom. He fetched a medical kit and gently wiped away the bloodstainsnear the bite marks. Then, he applied band-aids to cover the wounds after cleaning them up. However,the bite marks were quite extensive, and one band-aid wasn't enough. Even Ezekiel furrowed hisbrows himself, and he stared at my shoulder for a moment before asking, "How did it get bitten sobadly?"

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He always seemed to be struggling with something.

Ezekiel put another band-aid on me and when the bite marks were completely covered, he finallyrelaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

I stood up and thanked him after that. Just as I was about to leave, he stopped me and said, "Stay withme and let's watch TV programs for a while."

"Alright, I'll turn on the TV for you, Mr. Hastings."

Then, I got up and turned on the TV. Naturally, I sat beside Ezekiel following that. He picked up theremote control from the couch and tuned in to a channel playing cartoons. He remained silent as hewatched cartoons after setting the remote control down. At that instant, I recalled that he was watchinga channel playing cartoons the last time I was at his house.

Does he like watching cartoons?

I wondered, but I didn't dare to ask Ezekiel.

Five minutes later, the cartoon show ended, and the commercials began. Ezekiel rubbed his head andsaid, "I'm having a headache."

I quickly asked, "Would you like to take some medicine, Mr. Hastings?"

But, he only shook his head. "I often get headaches. Scenes of meeting Ree when we grow up keepshowing up in my mind. I'm not sure if they are just dreams or something else... The more I think aboutthem, the more overwhelming they become."

About his memories...

I boldly speculated that he remembered everything since he remembered the past.

The only exception was how I looked, or perhaps he considered the scenes of our meeting in Bryxtonas his dream.

Ezekiel continued to rub his head, and he started tapping it when that no longer help. I quickly got up,poured him a cup of warm water, and handed it to him. Suddenly, he looked at me with an icy gazethrough his bloodshot eyes. He coldly smirked before asking, "Why are you in my room?"