My Love for You Broke Me
Chapter 98

Chapter 98

Chapter 98

When Leon finished his sentence, I saw tears welling up in Francesca's eyes. She looked like she wasstruggling to replace comfort after getting hurt. All of a sudden, she pressed her lips firmly together, as ifshe had just come to some sort of decision. I didn't want to continue questioning Leon, but he wouldn'tstop talking. "We have to return Quinn what we owe her, Renee."

"What about whatever you owe Francesca?" I asked calmly.

He was silent for a moment. "That's none of your business," he uttered in an agitated voice. I seemedto have hit a nerve in him, for he ended the call right after that. "I'm sorry. I'll talk to him," I toldFrancesca while putting my phone away.

"It's fine. I'll handle this on my own. I'll reject him!" she uttered in a determined voice. "I don't have anysort of relationship with Quinn, so there's no reason for me to donate a kidney to a stranger. I'm not thatselfless. If anything, I'm more selfish than I thought I was," she uttered. I didn't know how true her lastsentence was. However, she did seem like a changed person. She no longer appeared as hesitant andweak as before.

Francesca sent me to the front door of the Norman Residence. I got out of the car and watched as shedrove off before I turned to walk into the house. I saw a man behind me the moment I turned around. Iwasn't too shocked since I already knew that he'd be there. I intended to hide from him at first, but Ifigured that hiding would make me seem like I was guilty of something. I had no reason to fear him, andI felt like it'd be better to just come face-to-face with him.

I didn't feel like talking to him, so I tried to walk past him to go into the house. "Can we talk?" he uttered

while grabbing onto my wrist. "Who are you to ask me that?" I shot him a side glare. Who are you toexpect me to waste my time on you? I wanted to order him to let go of me, but he suddenly tugged meclose before lifting me into his arms and carrying me away from the house. He brought me into a car.

I thrashed my limbs around in an attempt to get out of the car, but Nicholas suddenly pulled my skirt upbefore speaking in a playful yet threatening tone. "Would you rather go in like a complete mess andhave Clair see your panties, or would you rather stay with me and…" Nicholas paused for a momentbefore he continued in a more dejected voice. "I just wanted to chat. I want to know how you have beenrecently. I'm worried about your health," he said.

My skirt had been pulled up, revealing large parts of my skin. I glared at the man angrily. "What has mybody got to do with you? What are we to each other now, Nicholas? Who are you to touch me like that?Hurry up and give me a change of clothes to put on and let me go. Otherwise, I'll really cut all ties fromyou," I ordered.

"We've practically cut all ties now. Do you think I care? Let me take you somewhere, Ree," he said. Hewas afraid that I would run away, so he took off his leather belt and tied it around my wrist. Then, he gotinto the driver's seat and drove away from the Norman Residence. Nicholas was literally kidnapping meand forcefully taking me away at this point. I had no choice but to allow him to bring me to a villa thatwas situated by the beachside.

Once we got there, Nicholas stopped the car by the roadside. Then, he came over to carry me into thevilla. However, he quickly realized that my dress was wet. "Why is it wet?" he asked with a frown. Iturned my head around to show that I was ignoring his question, and he simply carried me bridal styleinto the villa. Then, he got me changed into one of his shirts.

Nicholas' actions were gentle, as if I were some precious item that he had to protect. The nicer he was,the angrier I felt. After he got me changed, he held me in his arms before letting out a sigh. "It's beenso long since I last smelled your scent! I've missed you so much in the past two months, Ree. I nearlylost my mind from missing you too much!"

"Let go of me!" I hissed through gritted teeth. "Let me explain, Ree," he uttered. The skies were darkoutside, and all of the lights in the villa were turned off. I couldn't see his expression, and I got tired ofwrestling him as he held me in his arms. I knew I couldn't escape his grip, anyway. I felt emotionallydrained at this point, so I simply spoke to him in a calm voice. "What do you want to explain? Do youwant to claim that you got married to Alice only because you had a deal with Quinn to keep me alive?What did I tell you previously? I don't want Quinn to save me! I'd rather die than have her save me! Yet,you secretly hosted a wedding with Alice without me knowing… Why should I listen to your explanationright now, Nicholas?"

"Ree…" he mumbled as he tightened his hug around me. I pinched onto his arm before reminding himin an icy tone, "I'm infertile!"

"Renee!" Nicholas growled. "I don’t want you to say that about yourself… I'm sorry. I just wanted tochase you away that night," he said. Did he just say that he wanted to chase me away?! I couldn'thandle the look on Nicholas' face every time he made a mistake and tried to apologize for hiswrongdoings. "If you want to chase me away, then stop clinging to me right now!" I hissed as I tried topush him off of me.

My eyes were filled with fury as I glared at him. "But I'm worried about you." A look flashed across hiseyes as he tilted his head to look at me. "What's there to be worried about? I can assure you that I'mcompletely healthy apart from my infertility issue!" I uttered in the most sarcastic tone I could manage.

"Stop holding this against me," he said before pausing. "I feel really bad, Ree." He stood up and heldonto my wrists, but I immediately flung his hands away before spitting at him. "Stop acting all weak andhurt! Do you think I haven't been feeling bad in the past two months? Do you think I would agree toreceive Quinn's treatment?" I asked him with a conflicted look on my face.

"I know you wouldn't, but I had a way to force you to do it." His shirt was crumpled from all my shoving,and he shut his eyes before he continued speaking. "I would go to the extent of knocking you out if thatwould allow me to force you to take the medication!"

"F*ck off!" I raised my leg to kick him. My temper was horrible, especially when I thought about whathappened in the church about two months ago. I couldn't forgive Nicholas whenever I replayed thatscene in my head.

He comes running to me, and he explains himself after every single mistake he makes, expecting meto forgive him despite all of his shortcomings. Who does he think he is? Why should I forgive him? No. Iwon't! I won't forgive him for the rest of my life, even if I still love him. Nicholas didn't dodge my kick, butI slipped and landed on the ground after kicking his body. He bent down to carry me up as hewhispered into my ear, "We love each other, Ree… If that weren't the case, why did you choose meover Christopher?"

Although we were in the midst of summer, I felt chills all over me as I gazed at the man before my eyes."You're right to think that I love you. I've even chosen to forgive you multiple times now. But do youthink I'm capable of doing that for the rest of my life? I've been with you for three years, Nicholas. Whatgood have you done for me in the past three years? Nothing!" I hissed.

All that he gave me in the past three years was pain and agony. He was the one who caused mycancer. He was the reason I was infertile! The scar on my face… He and Maria were the ones who left

it there. I felt utterly horrible. "You complain that I'm infertile, but who was the cause of my infertility?" Iemphasized every syllable as I spoke. Nicholas felt extremely sorry, and he hugged me tightly. Rightthen, I felt some warm liquid trickling down my neck, and its warmth seemed to make my insides burn.Is he crying? That was the first time I had seen Nicholas cry.

Even when May described the way he had bawled his eyes out in front of my tombstone, I still couldn'tpicture how the man looked when he was crying.

He seemed to be calming me down as his palm stroked my back in an inconsistent rhythm. I was toodazed to respond as I listened to his hoarse voice ringing in my ear. "You were vomiting blood duringthose two days, Ree. You were so weak, and all you did was sleep while I was at your house. I knewthat you couldn't hang on for much longer, and I was terrified that you would leave me. I didn't care ifyou would hate me—what mattered was that I kept you alive! I thought that I could bear the hatred youwould feel for me, but when Shawn appeared in the heavy rain and brought you away without saying asingle thing…"

Nicholas let go of me and stared at me with his tear-stained face. His voice sounded oddly rough as hespoke. "He's such a powerful and outstanding man. I was terrified. I panicked. I was afraid that both ofyou… Ree, I brought Quinn along to Eldham that night itself, but you were in the operation theater. Theman leaned against the wall without saying a single thing as he glared at me. His gaze seemed to besaying that I had trespassed his property, but how would I dare to do such a thing? How was that eventrespassing? You belonged to me. He was the outsider!"

Nicholas' face was pale and weak—he looked as if he had just suffered a huge blow of shock. "Hedidn't allow Quinn to save you, and he said that these were your orders. I asked him if he was going toinsist on following your orders even if you were about to die."

I could already imagine the icy look on Shawn's face when he responded to this question. He probablysaid nothing more than that one word—yeah. That was how distant and cold he was. Even though thatwas what I assumed, Nicholas' statement proved me wrong. "Shawn said that you wouldn't die, but Ididn't know where he got that confidence from! Fortunately, you did manage to survive even withoutQuinn's medication. So, Shawn managed to fulfill a promise that I hadn't been able to. I guess that'sgood. At least you're alive now! At least you're alive…" Nicholas continued to mumble to himself for awhile.

Although I hated and resented him, I still felt bad when I saw him acting like this—he was a man I hadonce loved deeply, after all. I had given up on my nine years of beliefs for the sake of this man. I feltextremely sad at that thought, but I knew that I still couldn't forgive Nicholas then. I stood up in anattempt to leave the suffocating environment that I was in. However, he then grabbed onto my ankle,which made me trip and fall to the ground.

There was a thick carpet on the ground, so it didn't hurt when I fell. All of a sudden, I saw Nicholas'body above mine. He pressed himself against me as he began to nib on the skin around my neck. Histouch was gentle, and it felt like a cat's paws scratching against my skin. From my neck, he continuedkissing me all the way up to my cheek. I lay still on the ground as I figured that he would let go of meonce he got bored.

Perhaps he wouldn’t even get bored—perhaps he'd feel frustrated. But Nicholas then sat up andstroked the back of my head while speaking in a gentle tone. "Can you stop hating me, Ree?"

I couldn't bring myself to say yes, so I stood up quietly. He instinctively grabbed my arm, and I barkedat him icily, "Let go of me now!"

I wasn't afraid of him when he attacked or hurt me—I was the most afraid of him when he showed his

weaker side. I was a soft-hearted woman—both Francesca and I were similar in that aspect. After that,Nicholas let go of me before he lifted me off my feet and carried me upstairs. I wasn't as strong as hewas, so there was no point in fighting him at all.

"If you don't let me go now, I'm going to show you what it feels like to be in hell!" I threatened. Deepdown, I knew that this was hopeless. He acted as if he couldn't hear me at all—he carried me up to hisbedroom. But the moment he lowered me down, I scrambled over to the nearest window beforethrowing myself out of it. Behind me, I could hear his loud cry. "Ree!"