My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 733

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

bowl of white porridge that Ezekiel had

knock on the door. Ezekiel and Andrew wouldn't knock when

asked, "Who

"It's me, Petala."

So, it was Robina.

"Come in."

a smile, "Mr. Hastings has never cooked before, and I could already guess how his cooking would turn out. That's why I suggested making simple 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, and in a few hours, it

food on the tray didn't look

leftovers?" I

they're from

added some rice

few days, and I'm not the only one. Everyone here is Mr. Hastings' trusted

"Oh, where is

we can't

Ezekiel warned

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

him as Mike, and sometimes as Mr.

long do we

Felix, we can't

ask Robina any further. Recalling Ezekiel's words, I asked softly, "Will it

said there will be rain. But I'm not sure if it will really rain. There

were clothes by the

a white lace

want to rest

need anything, just let

thinking about Shawn. The moment he kissed me, my heart melted, and all my

sadness stemmed from his

him, I didn't want to see him hurt, not even the

poured outside,

I wasn't sure, but the cries grew more frequent. I put on the white dress and pushed the window open, barefooted. Apart from the pouring rain, I couldn't see anything unusual. However, the cries continued

stairs to the entrance, I spotted Ezekiel standing not far from the door. He was clad in a pristine white shirt and holding a

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