My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 460

The rain showed no signs of stopping. Ezekiel straightened slightly and responded to my question. "I'm not that

great. I can't guess everything accurately, but I can obtain a pretty accurate guess."

What's the difference between 'a pretty accurate guess' and 'an accurate guess'?

No wonder he always said that I did not trust him.

It turns out that he already has an accurate grasp of my thoughts.

I did not question him about anything else, choosing instead to remain by his side quietly and wait for Gary's arrival.

During this period, I constantly checked on his condition at two-minute intervals. With the extent of his injuries, it

would be difficult for him to survive this ordeal if rescue was delayed any longer.

I took out my phone and turned the power on. Gary had sent a few messages to me. The gist of his messages

indicated that he was nearby and would arrive soon.

I sighed in relief when I read those messages. Then, I turned off my phone again.

It might be out of curiosity, but I asked him a rather mundane question. "What would have happened if they had not

attacked you back then?"

Ezekiel was silent for a long time. It would seem that he couldn't come up with an answer to my question

immediately. I turned toward him and saw that he was deep in thought. A long while passed before he spoke.

"Perhaps, I might have been happy. I could have found the girl I loved, stayed by her side, and married her once

she grew up."

"Did they destroy your career and your love life?"

He smiled gently. "My career is not important."

I asked softly, "Do you yearn for love?"

"I yearn for her."

He really is a hopeless romantic.

I sighed softly to myself. A few minutes later, Gary finally arrived. He yelled out my name and hurriedly ran over to

help Ezekiel.

It was evident that he had been very worried about Ezekiel.

I gave him instructions. "Bring him down the mountain."

Ezekiel murmured vaguely in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Ms. Felix."

I shook my head and said nothing.

I did not need his gratitude.

After all, I was simply repaying him for his kindness.

Gary asked, "President Felix, won't you come with us?"

"Yeah. I'll head down the mountain in a bit."

Due to Ezekiel's severe injuries, Gary could not afford to delay the descent for even a single moment. He left two

bodyguards behind for me and quickly departed with Ezekiel.

It wasn't until this moment that I realized something—Gary cared more about Ezekiel. In fact, he showed zero

concern about my safety. I secretly heaved a sigh, feeling as though the fruits of my labor had stemmed from the

seeds sown by others. I was just the caretaker who had taken good care of the fruits for many years!

The thought left a bitter and uncomfortable feeling in my heart.

Following Gary's departure, I heaved another heavy sigh and finally stood up after several minutes. I was closely

followed by a few unfamiliar bodyguards. Gary was certainly quite smart. He had sent my bodyguards away when

he came up the mountain and left only his trusted bodyguards behind.

I took off my raincoat and used an umbrella during the descent, but I was completely soaked after just a few steps.

In the end, I stopped and put on my raincoat again.

After walking for a few minutes, I was shocked to see the stern figure of a man standing on the other side of the

forest. Fear crept into my heart.

I inadvertently took a step back and called out, "Sunny."

Has Shawn been waiting here all this time?

Did he encounter Ezekiel, who was going down the mountain?

When did he start waiting here?

The sight of me stepping back in fear must have annoyed him. He did not respond to my greeting, but his deep

eyes stared straight at me as though he was trying to penetrate my soul. More importantly, the look in his gaze

conveyed his immense disappointment. He did not call my name. It seemed as though he couldn't even be

bothered to look at me. He simply turned around and strode away with Waylen.

I hurriedly chased after him, but I didn't dare say a word.

I wouldn't dare to speak at a time like this.

What was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to tell him that I came here to save Ezekiel?

That I came here to rescue the man he was trying to kill?

I followed closely behind Shawn. Waylen was holding an umbrella over Shawn's head. Turning his head to the side,

he sneaked a glance at me and gave me a wry smile.

I pouted, feeling extremely upset.

They did not stop to rest during the journey down the mountain. Due to my weak stamina, I could barely keep up

with their pace. Nevertheless, I did not dare to stop for a rest.

We arrived at the foot of the mountain one hour later.

The rain stopped as soon as we came down the mountain.

It was certainly quite strange.

Shawn climbed into his black Bentley. Meanwhile, I stood beside the car for a long time. It was Waylen who

eventually called out to me, asking me to get in the car. However, I pondered for a moment and then shook my

head. "You can leave first."

If I stayed with Shawn under these circumstances, we were bound to get into a huge dispute.

Besides, I knew the severity of the situation. Shawn was not in a state where I could coax and comfort him with just

a few words.

Waylen looked troubled. "But..."

At this moment, Shawn's cold voice came from within the car. "Renee, I want to hear your explanation now. You'd

better give me a satisfactory answer."

Shawn rarely called me 'Renee'.

Moreover, he had never made things difficult for me in public before.

That was because he had always respected me.

It would seem that he was extremely angry this time.

I opened the car door. When Waylen saw that the situation was not right, he quickly left with the driver. Only Shawn

and I remained in the car.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy.

"I know you want Ezekiel dead."

Shawn looked up at me. "Why did you help him?"

"Because he..."

His cold voice interrupted me. "Why would you rather go against your husband and help him? Do you know how

much Alfred and I lost just to corner him here? Do you realize that we don't even know whether Alfred is alive or

dead right now? Do you understand the consequences of your actions?"

I was struck speechless by his barrage of questions.

There was no denying that I had wasted their efforts.

I suddenly couldn't tell him my reason.

Because it was simply not good enough.

It was not good enough for him to forgive me.

I suddenly understood that my mistake was so serious that he didn't even want to listen to my explanation. My

actions had completely disappointed him.

Nevertheless, I had to defend myself.

"Sunny, I owe Ezekiel my life. He saved me back when I was in Syria. I had to repay him for that debt!"

"Is that your reason?"

His expression darkened, and he questioned my reasoning in an icy voice. "How do you know he was not the one

who sent the assassins in the first place?"

I was stunned. "You knew about that incident?"

"Do you take me for a fool? Do you really think I don't know what happened to you in Syria? I never questioned you

about the incident because I pampered and doted on you, but you have never been honest with me!"

Shawn was absolutely livid. It was a side of him that I had never seen before.

He shut his eyes and continued righteously, "You've always been thinking about how to conceal the truth from me.

You've never even thought about being honest with me! Renee, I've told you clearly about the kind of man Ezekiel

is. Did you think I was talking nonsense? Just like today... How will you make it up to me? How will you make it up to

the missing Alfred?"

He had never lost his temper with me before. I was so frightened that I took a step back. Then, I heard his tired

voice entering my ears again. "Renee, you told me you've never felt a sense of security during the two years that

we've been together. Because I've never given you a sense of security, you've always been short-tempered with

me. However, there's something I never told you either. I guess it has never crossed your mind before."

I murmured, "What?"

"When have you ever given me a sense of security?"