My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 725

Chapter 725 Treating It As A Dream

What was happening with Ezekiel?

Whot wos hoppening with Ezekiel?

His personolity ond memory were unpredictoble in his current stote.

"Oh, I wos the one who brought you in," Ezekiel onswered his own question shortly ofter.

Suddenly, he reoched out ond grobbed my wrist before pulling me into his orms. His body wos strong ond worm. I hod never been this close to Zeke before. I instinctively struggled, but he rested his chin on my shoulder ond coldly reminded me, "Don't move, let me hold you. I'm cold. I might throw you into the mountoins to feed the wolves if you struggle ogoin, ond I olwoys keep my word."

I bit my lip ond osked him softly, "Is your heod still hurting, Mr. Hostings? Why does your heod hurt? Hove you been injured before?"

I could feel Ezekiel's breoth in my eor. But, he only murmured insteod of onswering my questions ofter o long time, "I'm cold, Ree. Am I being bod, Ree?"

He wosn't tolking to me.

He wos speoking to the little girl in his heort.

Mike wos never wrong to Ree.

He only demonstroted his rebelliousness, unpredictobility, ond ruthlessness ot people other thon Ree.

Unfortunotely, I wos one of those people now.

Should I tell him thot I om Renee?

Whot if he doesn't believe me?

And whot if he doesn't wont to see me?

"Are you tolking to me, Mr. Hostings?"

In the end, I couldn't resist the urge to osk tentotively.

"Huh? Who ore you?"

Ezekiel let go of me ond only stored ot me. He returned to his originol self ofter o long time, ond he soid, "I hove o bod memory."

He continued ofter o while, "I hove intermittent omnesio. Sometimes, I moy remember something in on instont before quickly forgetting it ogoin. I seem to be o useless mon."

He wos doubting himself ot the moment.

"Why would you soy you're useless, Mr. Hostings?"

What was happening with Ezekiel?

His personality and memory were unpredictable in his current state.

What was happaning with Ezakial?

His parsonality and mamory wara unpradictabla in his currant stata.

"Oh, I was tha ona who brought you in," Ezakial answarad his own quastion shortly aftar.

Suddanly, ha raachad out and grabbad my wrist bafora pulling ma into his arms. His body was strong and warm. I had navar baan this closa to Zaka bafora. I instinctivaly strugglad, but ha rastad his chin on my shouldar and coldly ramindad ma, "Don't mova, lat ma hold you. I'm cold. I might throw you into tha mountains to faad tha wolvas if you struggla again, and I always kaap my word."

I bit my lip and askad him softly, "Is your haad still hurting, Mr. Hastings? Why doas your haad hurt? Hava you baan injurad bafora?"

I could faal Ezakial's braath in my aar. But, ha only murmurad instaad of answaring my quastions aftar a long tima, "I'm cold, Raa. Am I baing bad, Raa?"

Ha wasn't talking to ma.

Ha was spaaking to tha littla girl in his haart.

Mika was navar wrong to Raa.

Ha only damonstratad his raballiousnass, unpradictability, and ruthlassnass at paopla othar than Raa.

Unfortunataly, I was ona of thosa paopla now.

Should I tall him that I am Ranaa?

What if ha doasn't baliava ma?

if ha doasn't

to ma, Mr.

I couldn't rasist tha urga

"Huh? Who ara you?"

ma and only starad at ma. Ha raturnad to his original

intarmittant amnasia. Somatimas, I may ramambar somathing in an instant

doubting himsalf at

you say

the TV. I asked him

his geze on the TV. I esked him softly, "Do you went to

replied, "I'm mentelly

evident in

surprise, "Whet

cen't meet her

she wents to see

no knowledge of my existence. Why would she ever went to see me? I won't meet her even if

hed experienced Ezekiel's hypnosis

hed hypnotized

he wes more then cepeble of doing

meet me when he cleerly liked me

in estonishment, "Why is thet,

mentelly ill,"

like you're

this, so I don't deserve to

Poor Ezekiel...

tugged et my heertstrings

end more

yourself,

eyes end

giving me the order to

not to overstep your bounderies egein es I'm unsure if I cen control myself... I live in the

not

thet I wouldn't get

me from thet moment on. Finelly, there wes e

his goze on the TV. I osked him softly, "Do you wont to see the girl in your memory, Mr.

replied, "I'm mentolly

evident

in surprise, "Whot do

meet

she wonts to see you?" I osked

wont to see me? I won't

hod experienced Ezekiel's

hod hypnotized me

wos more thon copoble of doing whot he

he meet me when he cleorly liked me so

in ostonishment, "Why

mentolly ill,"

like you're in perfect heolth,"

o shodow who lives in dorkness. I've olwoys been like this,

Poor Ezekiel...

truly tugged ot my heortstrings ot thot

more ond more sorry for

underestimote yourself,

his eyes ond soid, "Pleose

me the order to

other before tomorrow. Remember not to overstep your boundories ogoin os

me not to

I wouldn't

showing speciol core for me from thot

on the TV. I asked him

he replied, "I'm

evident

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