My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 679

Chapter 679 I’m Always Too Greedy

Was Ezekiel interested in desserts?

But soon, he shook his head. "I'm not interested in them."

Despite not being interested in the desserts, he continued to stand in front of the shop.

I stood behind him without disturbing him. Just then, he turned around and left. I quietly followed him. When he passed by an outdoor dining table, he paused. Sitting on a chair was a little boy enjoying his dessert. I heard Ezekiel ask the boy, "Is the dessert sweet?"

The boy looked up and responded, "Yes, it's sweet. Do you want some?"

Smilingly, Ezekiel replied, "No, I don't want any. My mother used to make desserts for me, but I forgot the taste, so I wanted to ask you."

Ezekiel didn't receive much love since childhood.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and my heart was filled with sadness.

"I see. My mom is also very good at making desserts."

"Right, your mother must be very beautiful."

Hearing that, the little boy replied in a grown-up tone, "My mom always says she is the most beautiful fairy in the world, although only my dad and I admit that she is a fairy."

Ezekiel commented, "Perhaps she really is a fairy."

"What about your mom?" asked the little boy.

Ezekiel thought for a while before patiently answering, "I forgot. She abandoned me when I was very young. I don't blame her though. People have different aspirations in life. I heard she now has other children. They are two sons and a daughter, and she seems to be happier than before."

I was surprised that Ezekiel's mother was still alive.

Then, I remembered hearing him mention that his mother had abandoned him.

He mentioned it on our way to Syria.

Meanwhile, the little boy shared half of his dessert with Ezekiel, but Ezekiel refused, saying, "I don't eat desserts. You keep it for yourself."

"Here. I'm giving it to you because you seem upset."

Upon hearing this, Ezekiel accepted it with a smile. "Thank you."

The little boy displayed exceptional manners and replied, "It's okay. So where does your mom live? Haven't you seen each other all these years?"

"I heard that she lives in the city and is very close to me, but I haven't seen her again. She doesn't know that I'm still alive, let alone what I look like now. I haven't visited her."

He could have such a conversation with a little child, even though the child would soon forget about their encounter.

"Well, you can visit her when you have time."

Ezekiel nodded. "Alright, I'll get going now."

Taking the dessert, Ezekiel walked away. I continued to follow him quietly. When he turned around a corner and passed by a trash bin, he discarded the dessert in his hand and spoke up. "How long are you going to follow me?"

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for a moment."

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I looked uneasy.

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