My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 136

Chapter 134

The rain was becoming a torrent, and I was getting drenched. I kept my phone away from the rain, using my body as a shield. There was a lot of stuff I wanted to tell him. I wanted to tell him how lonely I felt, but I swallowed my words in the end. I looked at Gary with difficulty and noticed that he was drenched and pale as a tombstone. The icy rainwater was washing the blood away from his face. We were both wounded, and the rain would only exacerbate our blood loss. If nobody came to save us in time, we would die. However, I felt no fear since I had faced death in the face a few times before. I chatted with Gary. "It's been nine years since you started working for me, Gary. You have been by my side since I took over the family and helped me out a lot."

"It's my job, Miss Felix."

Gary's voice was barely a whisper now. My whole body felt numb, as if it didn't even belong to me. I held my phone as tightly as I could. I wanted to talk to Shawn, but the thought of his indifference scared me. I could never put my ego aside just to make him happy. So, instead, I hung up and tossed my phone away. Gary kept talking to me, but I stopped replying to him after a while.

A long time later, I vaguely heard someone saying, "Sir, she's in the backseat. We need about fifteen minutes to get rid of this door."

A man asked icily, "How are her vitals looking?"

"Not good, sir."

The man said again, his voice as cold as ice, "Get that door out of the way right now."

The voices stopped, but the rain did not. It got even worse. I thought I had a dream. In that dream, Dad, Mom, Quinn, and I lived our happiest lives. The scene then changed to the day before Christmas Eve. I was lying on the bed, peacefully awaiting my demise. I had no idea I fell for the wrong person then. The scene changed again, and this time, it was when I first met Shawn. He kissed me in the river, and I heard him say, "You can't escape."

Finally, Shawn picked me up from the ground. I stared at him dumbly as someone checked my wounds. When I was in his arms, I vaguely heard someone say, "She's wounded on her thighs, back, and arms. She's in critical condition."

The man holding me asked, "Where's the nearest village?"


"It's twenty minutes away, sir."

"Treat her wounds first," the man ordered.

I stared around me dazedly, unable to comprehend what was happening around me. Everything felt slow, and my body felt like it had been in a freezer. I felt someone taking my pants off to treat my wounds. I gasped in pain, and tears kept falling down my cheeks. The man said again, "Get her some anesthetic."

The anesthetic worked its magic, and the pain faded. I held the man as tightly as I could. "Where's Gary?"

The man grabbed my hand. "He's fine," he assured.

I heaved a sigh of relief and blacked out in his embrace. When I woke up again, I found myself in a small house. My bed was beside the window, and I could hear the rain still screaming outside. I looked around myself and saw Shawn standing at the door. He was staring into the raindrops falling against the glass of the window. Instead of his black suit, the man was wearing a black trench coat, and it made him look even more aloof than usual. I always thought that he was a man I could never hope to reach until now; I still found it difficult to accept that he would agree to be in a relationship with me. I found it even more challenging to recall how passionate he was in bed because even though we had that experience with each other, he still came off as a distant stranger. That feeling was so strong that I could never remove it from my mind.

I turned around by reflex, but every cell in my body screamed out in pain. I gasped. The man noticed it, and he turned around. He came up to me, holding my slender arm with his big hand and helping me up. Shawn placed a soft pillow behind me. I leaned back into it, and it felt comfortable. I stared at him in silence as he combed my hair with his hand, then massaged my temples. Finally, after what seemed like ages, he asked me gently, "Does it still hurt, Myra?"

"Yes, but I can take it." I stared down at the ground. "How's Gary doing?"

Shawn sat beside me as he replied, "He's not in any danger. Waylen sent him back to Eldham last night. He's safe."

I pursed my lips and stopped talking.

Shawn asked, "Are you hungry?"

He was really gentle, but I replied calmly, "No."

Curious, he asked, "Why'd you come here?"

I remembered that my parents could be in danger, so I asked, "Where did the accident happen?"

Shawn gave me a weird look. Then, a moment later, he answered, "Not really far from where we are now."

"How far are we from Eldham?"
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