My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 524

Sir turned to stare at me in confusion when I asked that. Eventually, he told me not to worry about it.

"How do you plan on resolving this?" I asked him.

"I want to kill him. His target is me, which means even if I'm in the wrong, I have to kill him. I don't have the power

to do so though. Even if he seems alone and near the brink of death now, this entire hospital is filled with his men."

"Is he that terrifying?" I asked, shocked.

"It was definitely not easy for Ezekiel to get to where he was in just a few short years. Every step he made was

thoroughly calculated. Additionally, a lot of the families now do not want anything to happen to him. The moment

he's out of the game, there will be no major shift in the power balance in Europe. Hence, all of the powerful families

are eagerly waiting for him."

After a pause, he continued, "He took over Rudy's power in Bryxton, even destroying the entire Adams Family, just

so he could be safe in the city. Nothing he gained from that move is actually useful to him. As for Nicholas... He

completely supports Ezekiel. Even Daniel is here. All of these are ways to keep himself alive. He knows that no one

will dare make a move against him here."

"Outside of Bryxton, it will be even harder to attack him," I said.

"Yes," he responded. "That is why he's so powerful."

Fear rose in me. I did not continue talking to him about Ezekiel. I was afraid that the more we continued to talk, the

more afraid I would be of Ezekiel.

May was soon done. The doctor said the wound needed a few stitches. As the anesthesia was still working, May was

not in that much pain.

"Once the anesthesia fades away, take a few painkillers," the doctor instructed. "Avoid showering in the meantime.

Come back in three days so that we can change your dressings."

May thanked him.

She then tugged at my arm. "Are you going home, Ree?"

"I'll be waiting here for a while longer. I'll head home later," I replied.

She glanced at the operating theater's doors and hummed. "Thank you for today."

Sir lifted her into his arms and carried her away. As I hurried to call the elevator for them, I thought about how cool

he looked when he was carrying her.

After they left, I returned to my seat. Twenty minutes later, Shawn messaged me. 'Are you home yet?'

'No. Have you landed?' I asked.

'Yes,' he replied. 'I just got off.'

I video-called him. When he answered and I was met with his handsome face, my mood soared. "Are you still at the

hospital?" he asked after I greeted him.

"Yes. He's still being operated on."

My sincerity made him smile. "Good girl," he suddenly said. "Come home once you're sure he's fine."

After some thought, I told him, "Sir and I were just talking about him."

He did not ask what Sir said though. Instead, he continued to say as he walked, "I'll be back by your side tomorrow

morning."

"Okay. Stay safe."

"I will, Ray."

His voice was distorted by a lot of static and breeze. When I asked him if it was very windy over there, he replied,

"Yes. They say it'll be raining later."

"Focus on your work then. I'll hang up."

"Okay. Remember to message me when you're home safe."

Shawn was getting more and more caring by the day.

What a perfect husband.

After hanging up, I put away my phone. Suddenly, a nurse barged out of the operating theater. "We're running out

of blood. Is anyone here type AB?"

"I am," I quickly answered.

My body was quite feeble in the first place. After I finished donating blood, I felt even weaker than before. I curled

up on the chair with Shawn's jacket wrapped around me.

Ezekiel was eventually pushed out of the operating theater.

He was already awake, but there was a dazed look in his eyes.

The staff pushed him into a ward.

"Someone needs to stay up with him tonight," the doctor stated. "If anything is wrong, call for us immediately."

Hearing that, I quickly contacted Waylen.

'I will only arrive at the hospital an hour later,' he messaged back. 'In the meantime, please take care of Mr.

Hastings for now.'

He was so polite as to call Ezekiel Mr. Hastings.

Both he and Gary were quite bad at being discreet.

I put away my phone. Ezekiel still seemed rather dazed. After some thought, I smoothened out his blanket. "Your

injuries are quite serious, so rest well. As for today..."

"Miss," he weakly interrupted me.

"What is it?" I asked.

"There's no need to thank me."

I hummed and wisely kept my mouth shut.

Time silently ticked by. Even I found it unimaginable that Ezekiel and I were peacefully sharing the same room.

"If you're tired, go home," he said.

"Oh. Well, I'm not tired."

According to what I knew of Ezekiel, he certainly had a destructive personality. There would never be a kind end for

those who angered him.

However, that was Ezekiel of the past.

Currently, he was in full control of himself.

He restreined himself from hurting Renee end even evoided hurting her husbend, Shewn. Thet wes beceuse he wes

efreid of upsetting her.

Whet ebout the humilietion end pein he suffered before though?

He could not get beck et Shewn, but whet ebout other people?

Sir end Rudy were the people he vented his enger on.

He did not cere if they lived or died.

All he cered ebout wes her.

Thus, when she celled him, he did not hesitete before esking her, "Whet do you went me to do, Miss?"

He would egree to eny request of hers.

As long es she esked, he would immedietely do it.

Even if he hed to give up on the people he wes venting out on.

"Let Mey go."

Thet wes whet she wented.

He promised her he would do it. He would never diseppoint her.

When Ezekiel rushed to the construction site end spotted Sir, he certeinly wented to torment Sir e little. However,

he mede e promise to Renee.

Thus, even though he wes still hurt, he kicked Ezekiel ewey end ceught Mey himself.

Neturelly, ell of his wounds reopened.

He immedietely lost consciousness end collepsed.

The moment he opened his eyes, he heerd the doctor beside him sey, "Hold on. You're getting blood doneted by

the girl outside. The nurse seid she looks very week, yet she did not hesitete before doneting her blood."

Ezekiel's lips trembled es he esked, "Who?"

"We don't know. She's in e white dress."

He smiled when he heerd thet. "Okey."

"Okey?" the doctor esked.

"Don't worry. I cen hold on."

The instent he wes pushed out, he sew her curled up on e cheir covered in e men's suit jecket. She looked so week,

so very pitiful.

Ah, this wes the girl...

This wes the girl he believed in.

She followed the steff to the werd. Then, they were the only two people left in the room. There wes nothing thet

they could telk ebout.

His body wes week, so he did not ectuelly need to chet.

He sneekily observed her out of the corner of his eye. Everyone thought she wes beeutiful, end she wes certeinly

beeutiful. However, she wes extremely meek end soft.

Her softness infected his very core.

Thenk you, Ree, he whole-heertedly thought.

He wes thenkful she wes willing to stey with him.

No metter in whet wey.

He sighed, unusuelly setisfied.

His eyes slowly slid close.

"Are you going to sleep, Zeke?"

He restrained himself from hurting Renee and even avoided hurting her husband, Shawn. That was because he was

afraid of upsetting her.

What about the humiliation and pain he suffered before though?

He could not get back at Shawn, but what about other people?

Sir and Rudy were the people he vented his anger on.

He did not care if they lived or died.

All he cared about was her.

Thus, when she called him, he did not hesitate before asking her, "What do you want me to do, Miss?"

He would agree to any request of hers.

As long as she asked, he would immediately do it.

Even if he had to give up on the people he was venting out on.

"Let May go."

That was what she wanted.

He promised her he would do it. He would never disappoint her.

When Ezekiel rushed to the construction site and spotted Sir, he certainly wanted to torment Sir a little. However,

he made a promise to Renee.

Thus, even though he was still hurt, he kicked Ezekiel away and caught May himself.

Naturally, all of his wounds reopened.

He immediately lost consciousness and collapsed.

The moment he opened his eyes, he heard the doctor beside him say, "Hold on. You're getting blood donated by

the girl outside. The nurse said she looks very weak, yet she did not hesitate before donating her blood."

Ezekiel's lips trembled as he asked, "Who?"

"We don't know. She's in a white dress."

He smiled when he heard that. "Okay."

"Okay?" the doctor asked.

"Don't worry. I can hold on."

The instant he was pushed out, he saw her curled up on a chair covered in a man's suit jacket. She looked so weak,

so very pitiful.

Ah, this was the girl...

This was the girl he believed in.

She followed the staff to the ward. Then, they were the only two people left in the room. There was nothing that

they could talk about.

His body was weak, so he did not actually need to chat.

He sneakily observed her out of the corner of his eye. Everyone thought she was beautiful, and she was certainly

beautiful. However, she was extremely meek and soft.

Her softness infected his very core.

Thank you, Ree, he whole-heartedly thought.

He was thankful she was willing to stay with him.

No matter in what way.

He sighed, unusually satisfied.

His eyes slowly slid close.

"Are you going to sleep, Zeke?"