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?

well, I'll think about

white porridge that Ezekiel had

knock on the door. Ezekiel and Andrew

"Who is

"It's me, Petala."

So, it was Robina.

"Come in."

carrying a tray in her hand. She placed it in front of me and explained with 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.

tray didn't look as fresh

leftovers?"

from last

clear soup on the tray, so I added some rice to it and took a few

days, and I'm not the

tentatively, "Oh, where

can't say

Ezekiel warned

anyone to disturb him here. Therefore, we cannot disclose his whereabouts. Ms. Felix, rest assured

to him as Mike, and sometimes

do we have

can't guess Mike's

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

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

were clothes

a white lace

I want to

if you need anything, just let me

bed, thinking about Shawn. The moment he kissed me,

stemmed from his

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

heavy rain poured outside, and amidst the sound of rain,

but the cries grew more frequent. I put on the white dress and pushed the window open, barefooted. Apart from the

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

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