My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 474

Chapter 474

"Yes, in just one year. To be precise, it was one year and seven months. Four years after his arrival in Europe, he became one of the most powerful men there. All the prestigious families were stunned; it was as though he had the power to make everyone believe him. Don't you get it, Mrs. Xenos? Ezekiel is a legend who suffers from some mental illness. He's a paranoid person who wants to destroy the world. That man will forever be a time bomb if we allow him to stay in Bryxton, and we have no idea when he'll detonate. No one can ever read his mind."

Because Ezekiel was a powerful psychopath, the people around me were wary of him; that was why they wanted to strip him of his right to survive. These people were not the Maker, especially Shawn and Sir. What made them think they had the right to do so?

Weren't they worried it would lead to mutual destruction if they pushed Ezekiel over the edge? I was against the idea of them dealing with Ezekiel. However, I wasn't in any place to say anything. All the same, I had to come up with a way that would allow all of us to coexist peacefully.

"Ezekiel is indeed powerful," I remarked. I had no idea what else to say.

Then, Sir led the discussion back to the initial topic. "You must have had your reasons for saving him. Do you believe him?"

I replied unwaveringly, "Yes."

Ezekiel had promised me that he wouldn't take the initiative to deal with Shawn and Sir, but now, it was the men around me who wanted to destroy him. I was worried Ezekiel would counterattack and bring

down everyone along the way.

Sir sighed. "I suppose he has a special place in your heart, just like Rudy in May's heart."

Despite his smile, I could see that he was dejected. I shook my head. "No."

"Why do you trust him, then?"

"Sir, weren't you secretly in love with May before?"

Sir was startled by my abrupt question. After pondering for a moment, he replied, "Yes." NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

I asked in a small voice, "How many years did it last?"

"Five years."

Sir had fallen in love with May the moment he came across her. However, he never expressed his love for the woman.

"Did you pay attention to everything she said? Weren't you unwilling to see her get hurt? Was seeing her happy all you wanted?"

"Yes," he replied.

I went on to say, "I was secretly in love with someone before, so I know what it feels like. I genuinely hoped that he was alright, and I didn't want to see him feel sad in the slightest. Whenever I saw that he

was sorrowful, I felt as though someone was clasping my heart."

Sir frowned. "What are you trying to say?"

I said solemnly, "Ezekiel has been secretly in love with me for 14 years. He promised that he wouldn't take the initiative to deal with you and Shawn, but you two hurt him in Goldshore…"

Sir was startled. "I can't believe it has been 14 years."

I knew I should probably stop, and there was no point saying more. I hoped that Sir would understand Ezekiel posed no threat to them. I also hoped that Ezekiel would be allowed to live in Bryxton with peace of mind.

May still hadn't returned to the ward. I decided to visit Robert, but the instant I opened the door, I saw May coming over. Her eyes were red as she took my arm and asked, "What did you guys talk about?"

I knew May very well, so I was certain that she had overheard my conversation with Sir. She found out that Sir had been secretly in love with her for five years. At that instant, I came to realize that Sir had said so deliberately.

He knew that May was eavesdropping on us. Otherwise, given his temperament, he wouldn't have replied to my question. Suddenly, I felt that I had been used. Speechless, I turned to look at Sir, who appeared pleased. "Nothing. I'm going to visit Robert now."

May asked, "Are you leaving so soon?"

"I guess I need to teach that brat a lesson."

I scurried over to Robert's ward. The instant I opened the door, I heard him yelling, "Who is it? Can't you see that I'm jerking? Go out and come back in only after I'm done."

I saw him having an orange, but he lied about what he was doing. I rolled my eyes and asked, "How have you been?"

Hearing my voice, he looked up and replied, "I thought you'd forgotten about me. Why do you have the time to visit me all of a sudden?"

I said, "I was here to visit May, so I thought I would take a look at you as well."

"So, you're not here for me," he answered with a snort.

I pointed at the door. "Should I leave, then?"

"Forget it. Come on in." Robert put down the orange and said irritably, "Get me some women. I've been staying here for far too long. I smell moldy now."

He never refrained from talking about his lascivious behavior in front of me. I glanced at his hearing aid and asked, "What kinds of women do you want? I'll ask Gary to get them for you."

"Forget it. I'll settle it myself." Robert changed his mind pretty quickly. "By the way, have you seen Mike?"

…

Amy was preparing tea when she heard a colleague asking her to send some tea to a customer. She asked which table it was, and the colleague replied, "Number five. The one by the window."

Then, Amy went over and put down the cup of tea before asking, "Would you like something to eat? We have some desserts and curry rice."

When she lifted her head and saw the pair of eyes that were as beautiful as the stars in the sky, she felt her heart skipping a beat. She quickly sat down beside the man and gaped at him for a while before asking, "Are you Troy Robles?"

Amy was wearing a uniform and kitty-patterned apron just like every other colleague in the teahouse. Disbelief was written all over her face as she gazed at the young man, whose face was covered with a mask. As he was facing the sun, Amy could see that he wasn't wearing any makeup, and his skin was delicate.

Suddenly, she smacked her forehead and said, "I remember now. You've been to our teahouse before."

The young man never took off his mask. With a smile, he let the young woman get close to him. Then, he said, "I'm glad you remember me."

He had indeed been to this teahouse before. That was because he felt that it was a quiet place. He recalled Amy when Renee had asked him for some flowers the other night. It wasn't that Amy was attractive to him, but he remembered that he had seen her at the teahouse before.

The reason he remembered her was that after she served him tea the other day, she picked up a call

and said to the person loudly, "I don't need your money. I have a lot of it, so don't try to tempt me with it. If you dare talk about money again, I'll hurl five bucks at your face. Yes, you're only worth that much, and that's the best I can offer. Tracy, I'm very happy here. I get 3,500 every month, and by the end of the month, I still have 1,000 left. When we meet again next time, I'll show you my bank account."

Troy had been in a terrible mood that day, and he couldn't help chuckling when he heard what she said. That was the only source of happiness for him that particular day, so he spent the rest of his day staying in the teahouse and observing Amy.

Soon, he realized she was a passionate and hardworking woman. Sometimes, she would also tease her boss.

It was apparent that Amy was his fan. After pulling herself together, she asked, "Why are you here all of a sudden? I'll get you better tea. Do you want some desserts? I even made some cakes today. Oh, I feel like I'm dreaming."

Troy asked with a smile, "Why do you seem nervous?"

"Of course, I'm nervous. That's because I like you."

Her words caused a few ripples in Troy's heart. Although he knew that she only liked him as a fan, he still couldn't help but say with a smile, "I don't eat any desserts when I drink tea. You should probably get back to work. You can talk to me when you're free."

Thinking that he was chasing her away, Amy hurriedly got to her feet. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have bothered you. Please let me know if you need anything."