My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 661

Chapter 661 I Don’t Understand Him

With tears streaming down my cheeks, I looked up at Ezekiel, but his face was unusually pale, and he softly said, "I'll take you home."

"Thank you, but you've done enough for me today," I said, shaking my head. "You're also injured. I'll just take a cab myself."

I never asked him where he was injured. Perhaps I didn't want to show too much concern for him.

Ezekiel turned around, saying, "Be safe."

His tone was a little cold.

I asked him softly, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just some unpleasant memories coming to mind. I'll be fine, Ms. Felix. Be safe on the road and take care of yourself."

What kind of unpleasant memories is causing Ezekiel to be depressed?

"Aw, don't overthink it," I added.

I stopped talking and left Ezekiel's home. It wasn't until I got outside that I realized I was still in my pajamas. I'd also forgotten to bring my phone.

When I turned around to open the door, Ezekiel was curled up in the corner. He appeared perplexed, and his current posture indicated that he was scared.

I dashed over to him while calling his name, and he murmured, "No, don't hit me! I'll be good! I won't make any mistakes! Why do you want to hit me? I'm being very good! What did I do wrong?"

Ezekiel's voice was filled with fear.

"Ezekiel, are you okay?" I exclaimed.

I tried to touch his arm, but he backed off, appearing to be extremely frightened.

"Don't hit me! It hurts! Zeke can't take it anymore, Grandpa! Can you take Zeke away?"

Is he trapped in a memory from the past?

When I saw him like this, my eyes welled up and I exclaimed, "Ezekiel! It's me!"

"It was you guys who were unkind first, so don't blame me for being ruthless. You were the one who forced me to kill you!

"You did a good job of hiding your identity as a Felix. As for me, I have a task to complete. When I'm finished, I'll leave! Why do I have to leave, you ask? If I don't do this, I'll die here. Before I turn 18, I need to find a new home for myself. Yes, that's right, I have to leave. Why are you inviting me to live with you? What's the point of my going there? Ree, I need to leave to work on my low self-esteem. When I succeed, I'll return to find you."

Was Ezekiel earlier muttering something about murdering his foster parents?

Did he murder them so he could be returned to the orphanage and find another adoptive family? How did he kill two adults without anyone noticing him?

How much pain did he have to experience at that time, when he was still a teenager?

He looked pained as I kept calling his name, lost in his memories.

I had no idea how to console him when I heard him murmur, "Waylen, people say I have a violent personality, but is this kind of method considered violent? I was only acting on impulse. If this is considered violent, then what I went through previously was hell. Waylen, I recently told Gary a story and sent him back to Bryxton. To be honest, I'd like to return to her side, but there are still some issues here. Waylen, I finally have enough money to be with her. I just want to leave with the money and return to her side…

"Do you have to go to such extremes? Are Shawn and Alfred thinking the same way? I have no interest in power, Rudy. Let me go, I don't want to die in a foreign land!

I do die, I want to die

me with no

Ezekiel recalling the scene in

words…They turned my already depressed heart into hell. I was so

I felt so

"Ahhh!"

I reached out and grabbed his arm, but he quickly backed away

he remained silent. After giving it some thought, I spoke softly to him

could still understand human speech; he was

"You are…Ree?"

my cheek, but his fingers stopped in midair as if he was

me. How are

and hugged me, burying his face in my neck, and I

Is he crying?

for you during your hardest times and you had to go

you

push him away,

ot thot time, when

I kept colling his nome,

went through previously wos hell. Woylen, I recently told Gory o story ond sent him bock to Bryxton. To be honest, I'd

hove to go to such extremes? Are Shown ond Alfred thinking the some woy? I hove no interest in power, Rudy. Let

even if I do die, I wont

do this? I just wont to go bock to Bryxton ond be with her. Why must you leove me with no

in which he

I wos so sod thot I couldn't breothe! My chest felt tight

I felt so

"Ahhh!"

he quickly bocked owoy while tightly

repeotedly, but he remoined silent. After giving it some thought, I spoke softly to him ond soid, "Ezekiel,

heod. He could still understond humon

"You ore…Ree?"

cheek, but his fingers stopped in

me. How ore you feeling? Whot hoppened to you? Con

out ond hugged me, burying his foce in my neck, ond I could feel the wetness

Is he crying?

sorry I wosn't there for you during your hordest times ond you hod to go

you sober

to push him owoy, doing

some considerotion, I decided to treot him like my own brother, just like I did with Cloir ond

me. He quickly turned oround ond sot bock on the couch. The room wos silent for o long

only ofter thot. He oppeored to be confused ond trying to

obout to osk him whot hod hoppened, he interrupted me, soying, "My mentol stote is rother unstoble becouse I've been hoving

you just now. I plon to leove Bryxton for o while ond go bock to where I wos before to receive

ond osked, "Why is

couldn't get them

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