My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 137

Chapter 135

"Mr. Xenos, are you on the outs with Ms. Felix?"

The sound of the rain outside was cacophonous, and Waylen's voice was not loud, but I could hear him clearly.

What does he mean by Shawn being on the outs with me?! Wasn't it him who treated me coldly?

Then, his voice sounded from a distance. "Probably?"

"Mr. Xenos, girls require coaxing."

"Such a gab." After that, Shawn ordered indifferently, "I'll stay here with her for these few days while you'll return to Eldham first to deal with the company's affairs. Find Kevin if you encounter any problems, and don't let her find out about this place."

Although I did not know who was the 'her' that Shawn referred to, Waylen knew precisely who he meant. Then, he respectfully retreated after receiving the order. "Yes, Mr. Xenos."

After that, Waylen left. The rain never stopped pouring outside and Shawn never once returned to the room.

I turned over the quilt and looked at the wound on my body. There was gauze wrapped around the base of my thigh with bandages also wrapped around my chest and palm.

While I stared at my wound, he entered the room. He reached out, took off his coat, and put it at the foot of the bed.

He was wearing a white shirt inside the coat. Once he came over, he raised his hand and caressed my cheeks. Then, he asked, "What would you like to eat?"

The tone in his voice was low, like he was deliberately slowing down his speech.

I shook my head and replied to him. "I'm not hungry."

Maybe it's because of my bad mood. I'm not feeling hungry at all. So many harmful incidents took place recently, after all.

"Then, I'll make you some oatmeal porridge."


After he said that, he turned around and left the room.

Once again, I was the only one left in the room. I pushed open the window and looked outside. It was a typical quadrangle courtyard and he entered a room not far away. From where I was, I could see his figure getting busy.

After a long time, he came out of the room with a bowl of oatmeal porridge. When he saw me staring at him, he smirked and asked, "Do you want your oatmeal porridge to be sweet?"

Shawn never smiles. But when he does, there's a sense of frivolity in it. And I seem to have been teased by him.

I blinked and answered, "No, I want it to be savory."

Shawn turned around and entered the kitchen again upon hearing my preference. However, since it only took him a few steps from the kitchen to where I was, he soon returned to my room.

As he held the bowl, he looked at me indifferently. Yet, the tranquility that penetrated from his core shocked my heart.

Perhaps I'm not worthy of this ethereal-looking man in front of me. At that moment, the inferiority complex that arose in my heart was about to overwhelm me.

Finally, he made his way over to my hospital bed, sat beside me, and fed me. Out of the blue, I remembered what he just said, "You're looking rather good, all things considered. Since you still have the energy to be angry with me."

He clearly knows I'm angry. He knows everything. He knows, yet he never consoles me.

I finished up the oatmeal porridge in low spirits. Later, Shawn silently took the bowl back to the kitchen and returned to the room after a while.

Then, he took off his leather shoes and placed them by the bed. After that, he lay beside me and reached out with his arms to gently embrace me in his arms.

He gently stroked my long hair and asked, "Babe, did I make you angry?"

It was rare for him to call me 'Babe'. Most of the time, he would call me Ray. Furthermore, he had never spoken to me in such gentle tones before.

It seemed like he cared about my mood.

However, I denied it by saying, "No."

"You're ignoring me," he said.

It's not that I'm ignoring him… I asked him a few days ago if he loved me, but he responded with silence. God knows I want more than just being his woman, though! If possible, I even want to be the apple of his eye!

His magnetically charming voice sounded when he saw that I remained in stony silence. He called me 'Babe' once before saying, "I was so worried about you last night."

At once, the serenity and strength in my heart shattered into pieces when I heard him calling me so intimately. With my teary eyes, I explained to him in grievance. "I'm not angry. I'm just mad at myself."

I'm mad at myself for being too greedy. I greedily wish to receive more from Shawn.

In the meantime, Shawn's cold palm had been caressing my cheeks. To be honest, this action brought me great comfort.

Then, he lowered his head and kissed my forehead with his thin lips as he patiently coaxed me, "Tell me."

"Shawn, I want you to love me."

Initially, I thought I could not say it. However, I eventually could not help myself in front of me. He, too, understood my determination when I spoke those words. What can I do if he doesn't grant me the love I want?!

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