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?

I'll think about it

porridge that Ezekiel had prepared. This was his gesture of goodwill, so even if it tasted bad, I couldn't

about to pick up the bowl, there was a knock on

"Who

"It's me, Petala."

So, it was Robina.

"Come in."

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

the tray didn't look as

leftovers?" I

from

of clear soup on the tray, so I added some rice to it

and I'm not the only one. Everyone here is Mr. Hastings'

"Oh, where is

can't say

Ezekiel warned

we understand that he doesn't want anyone to disturb him here. Therefore, we cannot disclose his whereabouts. Ms. Felix, rest assured during your

referred to him as Mike, and

Robina, "How long do we

Felix, we can't

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

But I'm not sure if it

were clothes

was a white

you, I want to rest

if you need anything, just

and I was left alone in the spacious room. I lay on the bed, thinking about Shawn. The moment he kissed me, my heart melted, and all my worries and fears dissipated, yet I

sadness stemmed

to see him hurt, not even

poured outside, and amidst the sound of

the white dress and pushed the window open, barefooted. Apart from the

out. The villa was eerily 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

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