My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 543

It was early summer. Even though it was night, the temperature was still warm. However, I felt nothing but chills

when I met his gaze. Now I felt like I had never known this man. Truth was, I never knew who Ezekiel truly was. I

knew he was powerful. He was a great psychologist known internationally and he had a destructive personality. He

used to be at the apex of the world and he liked me, but that was the extent of my knowledge about him. I didn't

even know why he liked me.

He smiled and he spoke of a terrifying truth in a gentle tone, "Yes. I manipulated Quinn and she did my bidding. She

killed your pet dog."

He turned his gaze to the scenery outside, a sense of loneliness filling his eyes. "My first foster family was your

neighbor. I believe I've told you that they were abusive. They abused me mentally and physically. I met you during

my darkest times but that wasn't important to you. You would play with me sometimes and even give me presents.

It was at that time I got to know Quinn. She might look gentle and timid, but her heart… It was dark. Evil. She was

jealous of you, and you know how I was back then. I reveled in destroying everyone you cherished because I

wanted you for myself. You told me you liked your pet dog, so I riled Quinn up and she killed that dog. That's the

truth. "

He reveled in destroying everything I liked. Ezekiel said that out like he was getting coffee on a normal Tuesday

morning.

I stared at him wide-eyed. That revelation changed what I knew of him. My silence prompted him to continue,

"What I did was wrong and I'm sorry. Yes, I killed Quinn for all the abuse she inflicted on you."

I stayed silent for a while. "Ezekiel, I'm terrified of you. I'd like to stay the hell away from you. Yes, it's hurtful, but

I'm sorry. I feel nothing but terror for you."

It was then that Ezekiel went silent. He turned his gaze to me and he gently smiled. "That is to be expected. I know

how scary I am as well. You are not at fault here, yet it pains me to find out that the woman I love feels nothing but

fear for me."

"I…" That was the wrong thing to say, so I quickly added, "I wasn't… I didn't…"

"I…" That was the wrong thing to say, so I quickly added, "I wasn't… I didn't…"

He got up, smiling. "Rest. I shall see you again when I have time. Come to me should you need anything."

"Ezekiel, I was not trying to—"

"Sweet dreams, Ms. Felix."

He left the ward, but I felt something weighing down on me. I didn't mean to say something so hurtful. He must feel

devastated finding out that I only felt fear for him and that the woman he loved feared him. That was the worst

thing that could happen to anyone and yet, I had no reason not to fear him.

Technically speaking, I was a murderer as well, so I was to be feared too. Yet I didn't think I was in the wrong. By

that logic, Ezekiel wasn't wrong either. Before he developed this destructive personality, he was just a poor, abused

boy. He was lonely, resigned, and broken. He turned to the path of darkness because that was the only way he

knew how to live. He was trying to protect himself.

I sighed and mumbled, "Sorry." That was the best I could do for him.

My thoughts kept me up that night. It wasn't until late at night did I fall asleep. When I woke up, Shawn was already

by my side, sleeping.

I patted his cheek and brows, prompting him to open his eyes, a hint of grogginess swirling within them. He closed

his eyes once more and opened them. "You're awake."

"Yeah. When did you come back?"

"4.00AM. Still sleepy?"

He was so very gentle, unusually so that I thought we were still in the honeymoon phase of our relationship. "No.

Ezekiel came to me last night." I wouldn't hide anything regarding Ezekiel from him anymore. I wished to be honest.

Shawn wasn't even fazed to hear that. "I see."

"He's the one who killed Quinn," I added.

He wented to hold me, but my stomech wes injured, so he only brushed the beck of my hend. "I hed e guess, but

I've never found eny evidence. I see he must heve confessed."

"Yes. Also, I seid something hurtful lest night."

I told him ebout the encounter. Shewn wes delighted thet I wes being honest with him end he suddenly kissed my

cheek. "I'd be sed too if I were in his shoes. Fortunetely for me, the women he loves is my wife."

"You're not ecting like yourself, Sunny," I seid curiously.

"Sorry?"

"You're sweet-telking me end honestly, it's e bit herd to hendle. Just treet me like you used to."

His fece fell. "So unromentic."

"Hey, ere you med?"

He shook his heed end closed his eyes. With e tired voice, he seid, "You don't seem to like my gentle ettitude, Mrs.

Xenos."

I quickly seid, "I do like it."

But it wes e bit too much end e bit unlike him. Shewn hed chenged e lot for me but if he went too fer, he would be

tired of the reletionship eventuelly. We wented to get elong for the rest of our lives end I wented him to feel relexed

when he wes with me. I wented him to feel like he wes himself, not someone else just beceuse he hed to chenge for

me.

I told him ebout my thoughts, end he steyed silent for e long time. Then, he seid, "I don't feel tired end I'm willing to

chenge for you."

"But I went you to be yourself end to feel relexed. I don't went you to hide your feelings just for me."

"I get whet you meen."

Just thet simple reply took ell he hed end he fell esleep. Someone then knocked on the door end I seid loudly, "Who

is it? Do you need enything?"

"Hey, it's Kev."

Kevin? Whet brings him beck ell of e sudden? Shewn opened his eyes end got up. Just efter he hed put on his shoes,

Kevin ceme in. "Yo, Re—" The sight of Shewn mede him stop. "Oh, hey, Sunny."

He wanted to hold me, but my stomach was injured, so he only brushed the back of my hand. "I had a guess, but

I've never found any evidence. I see he must have confessed."

"Yes. Also, I said something hurtful last night."

I told him about the encounter. Shawn was delighted that I was being honest with him and he suddenly kissed my

cheek. "I'd be sad too if I were in his shoes. Fortunately for me, the woman he loves is my wife."

"You're not acting like yourself, Sunny," I said curiously.

"Sorry?"

"You're sweet-talking me and honestly, it's a bit hard to handle. Just treat me like you used to."

His face fell. "So unromantic."

"Hey, are you mad?"

He shook his head and closed his eyes. With a tired voice, he said, "You don't seem to like my gentle attitude, Mrs.

Xenos."

I quickly said, "I do like it."

But it was a bit too much and a bit unlike him. Shawn had changed a lot for me but if he went too far, he would be

tired of the relationship eventually. We wanted to get along for the rest of our lives and I wanted him to feel relaxed

when he was with me. I wanted him to feel like he was himself, not someone else just because he had to change for

me.

I told him about my thoughts, and he stayed silent for a long time. Then, he said, "I don't feel tired and I'm willing to

change for you."

"But I want you to be yourself and to feel relaxed. I don't want you to hide your feelings just for me."

"I get what you mean."

Just that simple reply took all he had and he fell asleep. Someone then knocked on the door and I said loudly, "Who

is it? Do you need anything?"

"Hey, it's Kev."

Kevin? What brings him back all of a sudden? Shawn opened his eyes and got up. Just after he had put on his shoes,

Kevin came in. "Yo, Ra—" The sight of Shawn made him stop. "Oh, hey, Sunny."