Chapter 733 I’m Not Happy

Surprised, I felt astonishment rising in my heart. Why did he suddenly ask me this? After all, "Zeke" was himself, and he couldn't be unaware of that. So, why that sudden question?

I hesitated and called out, "Mr. Hastings?"

"My name is Ezekiel Hastings."

Suddenly, he introduced himself to me.

"So, who is this 'Zeke' that you mentioned?"

His expression turned cold as he sat next to me, staring at me. I couldn't withstand his scrutinizing gaze.

I countered, "Who do you think I am, Mr. Hastings?"

My true identity couldn't be hidden forever.

But how should I come clean?

I was afraid that he would hypnotize me and make me forget this part of my memories.

Hearing my question, he didn't get angry but raised his hand to rub his head. He had been doing this often lately, and the bells on his wrist jingled with the movement. Ezekiel looked down at the two bells on his wrist, seemingly lost in his thoughts.

At that moment, I was torn about whether to be honest.

I tentatively asked in a gentle tone, "Mr. Hastings, is the name 'Zeke' important to you? If I were to tell you..."

Ezekiel suddenly stood up. "I'm tired. Finish your porridge and rest early. It looks like it'll rain later. Make sure to cover yourself well at night."

He cut off the conversation intentionally.

Suddenly, I understood that he was backing away.

Ezekiel left the room. I couldn't help but worry about his reaction when he saw the footage of me and Shawn. Given his current jealous and possessive nature, he would definitely target Shawn.

What should I do?

think about it

that Ezekiel had prepared. This was his gesture of goodwill, so even if it tasted

I was about to pick up the bowl, there was a knock on the door. Ezekiel and Andrew wouldn't knock when they

asked, "Who is

"It's me, Petala."

So, it was Robina.

"Come in."

plain porridge; it's hard to go wrong with that. However, when I saw that nearly half a bag of salt was used, I knew that Mr. Hastings' porridge must have been a failure. So, I brought you some food for dinner. It's already late,

tray didn't look as

leftovers?" I

from last

the tray, so I added some rice to it and took a few mouthfuls. Then, I asked, "Robina, why are you

for the past few days, and I'm not the only

tentatively, "Oh, where is this

we can't

warned

him here. Therefore, we cannot disclose his whereabouts. Ms. Felix, rest assured during

him as Mike, and sometimes

Robina, "How long do we

we can't guess Mike's

Robina any further. Recalling Ezekiel's words,

rain. But I'm not sure if it will really rain. There are

clothes by

a white lace

want

you need anything, just let me

The moment he kissed me, my heart melted, and

stemmed from his

want to see him hurt, not even the

time. Less than half an hour later, heavy rain poured outside, and amidst the

dress and pushed the window open, barefooted. Apart from the pouring rain, I couldn't see anything unusual. However, the cries continued to intensify, sounding

empty, but as I descended the stairs to the entrance, I spotted Ezekiel standing not far from the door. He was clad in a pristine white shirt and holding a bright red umbrella. The rainwater cascaded from the eaves, splashing onto his umbrella

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