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

as I was about to pick up the bowl, there was a knock

"Who

"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

food on the tray didn't look as fresh as

leftovers?"

from last

appetite. There was a bowl of clear soup on the tray, so I added some rice to it and

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

"Oh, where is this

we can't

warned

didn't warn us, but we understand that he doesn't want anyone to disturb him

referred to him as Mike, and sometimes as Mr.

do we have to stay

Felix, we can't

didn't ask Robina any further. Recalling Ezekiel's words, I

I'm not

were clothes

a white

I want to

need anything, just let

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 still

stemmed from his

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

my finger on my lips and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Less than half an hour later, heavy rain poured outside, and amidst the

barefooted. Apart from the pouring

and hesitated for a moment before stepping 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 bright red umbrella. The rainwater cascaded from the eaves, splashing onto his umbrella and trickling down along

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