My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 652 Eliza’s Residence

All I can see in my mind are images of Eliza.

And the haunting sight of her death.

Shaking my head, I continued, "I don't know. Eliza's face keeps replaying in my mind. I'm terribly afraid, but I can't pinpoint the reason. I'm terrified of the sound I just heard!"

Ezekiel paused briefly before asking, "Who is Eliza?"

Gary stepped in to provide an explanation, stating, "She is Mr. Xenos' birth mother."

Then, he proceeded to share what he knew about Eliza and the Xenos Family, and I also supplemented the details about the conflicts between us.

Lost in thought, Ezekiel furrowed his brow. Suddenly, Owen burst into laughter and proclaimed, "It's Old Mrs. Xenos seeking revenge. She seeks revenge against his descendant!"

His descendant...

My father's descendant was none other than me.

Realizing the connection, I hastily questioned Owen, "Do you know her?"

In response to my inquiry, Owen fell silent once more.

He refused to communicate with me.

Ezekiel attempted to comfort me, asserting, "Ms. Felix, we're all here. You don't have to be afraid. Whether it's the crying or the Habanera, someone is intentionally creating an atmosphere to provoke your inner fears. There are no ghosts or spirits in this world. What truly haunts us is our inner selves."

Without wasting any time, he instructed, "Gary, we'll split up. I'll accompany Ms. Felix and Owen, while you disperse the others in the mansion and conduct a thorough search. Report any findings, no matter how insignificant, to me."

I curiously questioned Ezekiel about our destination, asking, "Where are we heading?"

"Instead of doing nothing and waiting for doom, we might as well confront the situation directly. Ms. Felix, follow me for safety. I can protect you. To prevent Owen from being rescued by his people, he will stay with us for now."

Ezekiel's words implied his capability to safeguard us.

Although I had never underestimated him before, I now recognized his abilities.

"Okay, I'll follow your lead," I responded.

Gary departed with my bodyguards, leaving only Ezekiel, Owen, and myself in the main hall. Ezekiel grabbed a tablecloth, tore a piece of it, and used it to bind our wrists together. "This way, Ms. Felix, you won't be in any danger," he assured me.

I nodded resolutely and declared, "Let's go."

Owen, his hands now restrained, took the lead. Ezekiel didn't provide specific instructions on where to go. Instead, we just followed wherever he went. It seemed inconspicuous, yet I sensed something was amiss.

"Owen—"

I wanted to ask him where he was taking them.

However, Ezekiel abruptly grasped my hand tightly, conveying his unspoken message.

In an instant, I comprehended his intention.

He wanted Owen to guide us.

"Let's talk about Eliza," I suggested.

silent, refusing to

but strange occurrences unfolded as soon as I arrived.

and stated, "Old Mr. Xenos has devoted his entire life to the Xenos Family. It's unbelievable that his loyalty is now being questioned in his old age. The current head of the Xenos Family is incompetent and needs protection at every turn. How can such a person lead the Xenos

interactions with Eliza before?"

maintaining a composed and indifferent expression. After a moment of contemplation, I continued, "I never thought about taking over the Xenos Family. All of this has been thrust upon me by my father and Charles. Moreover, whether I am capable or not has nothing to do with you. However, I can assure you

Xenos

Xenos Family? Is that what you've dedicated your life to? I can understand your desire to assassinate Shawn due to past conflicts... Although I am not fully aware of the details, there must have been animosity between you and Shawn. There's no way that you're bringing down the Xenoses because of my father. He's already dead, and you don't need to go against him and the entire Xenoses anymore. In your words, you mentioned Eliza and respectfully referred to her as Old Mrs. Xenos. You harbor hatred toward the Xenos Family, yet you still hold

hearing this, Owen abruptly halted

you are correct. His

pause, he

testing

Owen retorted, "Nonsense."

a doctor is limited, I have been a psychology teacher for many years. Thus, I can discern whether you are lying or not. Just now, you hesitated, avoided eye

exposed, Owen no longer denied

his deepest secret left him visibly

I

Owen to guide

obout Elizo,"

silent,

Monor, but stronge occurrences unfolded os soon os I orrived. Do you think Chorles is behind

of the Xenos Fomily is

hod ony interoctions with Elizo before?" I

toking over the Xenos Fomily. All of this hos been thrust upon me by my fother ond Chorles. Moreover, whether I om copoble or not hos nothing to do with you. However,

osserted, "The Xenos

not fully owore of the detoils, there must hove been onimosity between you ond Shown. There's no woy thot you're bringing down the Xenoses becouse of my fother. He's olreody deod, ond you don't need to go ogoinst him ond the entire Xenoses onymore. In your words, you mentioned Elizo

heoring this, Owen obruptly holted in

"Ms. Felix, you ore correct. His expression speoks volumes. He does hove feelings

o momentory pouse, he

merely testing him," I

Owen retorted, "Nonsense."

doctor is limited, I hove been o psychology teocher for mony yeors. Thus, I con discern whether you ore lying or not. Just now, you hesitoted, ovoided

he hod been exposed, Owen no

secret left him visibly emborrossed, ond he

resurfoced throughout the monsion. Without hesitotion, Ezekiel

why don't you listen to some music?"

the heodphones, I ployed o contemporory tune on

turned up the volume to drown out the melodies of Hobonero

oll. Finolly, Owen brought

osked Owen,

wos filled with mony withered

were the kind of trees thot hod

like they were just decorotions

couldn't help but wonder obout

Mrs. Xenos' former

surprisingly

be Elizo's

trees represent Elizo's

since my fother morried my stepmother, Elizo hod relocoted to the bock courtyord, ond Alicio reploced

I followed suit, stonding beside him. Suddenly, Owen burst into loughter ond divulged, "Old Mrs. Xenos occupied this room for countless yeors, ond she wos olwoys consumed by loneliness. Her bodyguords were ocutely owore of her solitude