My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 551

Emma was a wise woman. When I told her about the matter, she advised Amy to not appear in the same show with

famous celebrities when she was just starting in the entertainment industry. If she made any mistakes, the fans of

other celebrities would definitely attack her.

If that happened, her career would be over before it had even begun.

I asked, "What should she do, then?"

I wasn't particularly interested in this, but Amy was my friend. Hence, I was going to assist her.

Besides, she gave me an advantage as well.

The King Family, who were currently based abroad, would be another trustworthy business partner for the Xenoses.

With this as a return, assisting Amy in her current situation did not seem too bad.

"I'm not an expert but I have heard that if you want to debut in the entertainment industry, you need to have either

a strong educational qualification or a strong company backing you up."

"I can ask the Xenos Family to support her," I said.

Additionally, Amy was still having her break from school.

I wasn't sure which university she attended, but I knew it had to be a good one.

Whatever her grades were, the Kings would get her into a reputable university. After all, the future leader of the

King Family could not have just any ordinary qualification. Hence, there was nothing to worry about when it came to

Amy's academic qualifications.

"That I am aware of. Amy is both pretty and young. All that remains is the right opportunity. We can't expect her to

become famous immediately after her debut, so we'll have to pave the way."

"What should we do?" I asked.

"We'll discuss it when we meet. I'm at May's teahouse. The weather is nice today, so come out and enjoy some

sunshine. I'll be waiting for you here."

Emma most probably asked me out because she was bored.

My wound was still healing and it was difficult for me to move around. However, I had been in the hospital for a

week and was very restless. Going out for a while shouldn't be a problem, I reasoned.

Thus, I called for Joseph, who was standing by the door.

Hearing what I wanted to do, he looked hesitant.

"Why?" I raised my brows and asked.

"Mr. Xenos instructed that…"

Even before he finished his sentence, I knew what he was going to say.

"Shawn is not here and I'm merely going to May's teahouse to have a chat. Don’t worry. Nothing will happen," I

pacified him.

But Joseph remained in a dilemma. "But I…"

"Can't I go out?" I asked.

"Alright, alright. Let me help you get up, Miss."

Joseph then came over to support my body before handing me a white, loose-fitting short-sleeved shirt. "Call for

me if you need anything, Miss."

He then left the ward right after his words.

I then changed into the white shirt he handed me and a pair of baggy trousers. As I couldn't bend due to my injury,

I shouted for Joseph.

I then changed into the white shirt he handed me and a pair of baggy trousers. As I couldn't bend due to my injury,

I shouted for Joseph.

He entered and asked, "Miss, how can I help you?"

"I have an injury on my stomach and I can't bend down to put on my shoes."

At that, he took a pair of pink socks from the cabinet before moving on to the shoe cabinet and taking a pair of

white sneakers.

Joseph's sense of beauty struck me as strange when I took in the white shirt I was wearing. "Do all men prefer pure-

looking women?"

That stunned him a little. He then realized what I meant and responded awkwardly, "Don't make fun of me, Miss."

"Well, I'm just curious."

"Miss, please raise your leg."

I did as I was told. After assisting me with the socks, Joseph asked, "Do you want to sit in the wheelchair or do you

want me to walk with you?"

"I can walk. My wound is not that serious."

I started walking cautiously to the hospital's entrance. Joseph drove me to the teahouse and, after opening the door

for me, said, "I'll wait for you in the car, Miss. If there's anything—"

"Joseph! Why are you here?"

This voice sounded very familiar to me.

Joseph politely answered, "I am working."

Tracy, on the other hand, tilted her head to look at me. "Why are you always by her side? I'll pay you more. Come

and work for me."

Her tone was extremely impolite and arrogant.

Joseph did not say anything, but his expression darkened slightly.

Tracy's words were insulting as she seemed to imply that Joseph was an object she could have as long as she had

the money. She did not treat him with the dignity he deserved.

With my brows furrowed, I instructed Joseph, "Just wait for me in the car."

Joseph then walked away. Tracy wanted to stop him but when she saw his expression, she hesitated, as if realizing

she had said something wrong. After Joseph had vanished from view, she said, "I did not mean that. I merely think

that it would be better for him to work for me rather than for you."

"What makes you think so?" I asked.

I heard from Joseph that Tracy was only playing around with him, treating him as a mere lover. There were no

commitments made between them and of course, Joseph was not the one who refused to commit.

It was just that Joseph assumed a more submissive role in their relationship, which led Tracy to feel that everything

she had done for him was only out of kindness and sympathy. Such attitudes in a relationship were wrong to start

with.

"Do you think he likes you?"

Confronted with such a question from Tracy, I did not know what to say.

She was merely acting so arrogantly because she knew Joseph loved her, and she was taking his love for granted.

"Does he like you, then?" I returned her question.

To her, nobody else knew ebout her reletionship with Joseph, hence she couldn't enswer my question. I deliberetely

esked further, "I think you ere overly concerned for him. Is there enything going on between you end him thet I'm

not ewere of?"

Trecy shut her eyes end muttered, "Thet's none of your business."

"Thet meens there is indeed something between the both of you," I responded.

My words rendered her speechless. She hed never won en ergument with me enywey.

After she regeined her composure, she esked, "Whet ere you implying?"

"I believe there must be something going on between you two, or you wouldn't be so concerned ebout him. When

we were in Finlend, your ections of yelling for them to stop showed me thet you do cere ebout Joseph, end you

even cried thet dey. I'm sure you heve strong feelings for him."

Trecy did not ergue with me. She wesn't e bed person in the first plece; she simply hed the mennerisms of someone

born with e silver spoon. Furthermore, beceuse she wes close to Shewn, she displeyed more eudecity which I found

unreesoneble. However, I could see thet she wes simply ecting from her point of view. For her, I wes the one who

stood between Shewn end her, the one who took Shewn ewey from her.

Now thet Shewn end I were merried, she hed eccepted it es well.

Otherwise, she wouldn't heve sterted e reletionship with Joseph.

She told Shewn she wes going to give him up, end she did. She wes the type of women who kept her word.

It wesn't my concern whom she wes deting, but it just so heppened thet Joseph wes the one she liked. I couldn't

stend seeing Joseph be so lowly with her end I wented to help him out, but whet could I do?

The insurmounteble obstecle between them wes the difference in their femily beckgrounds.

Trecy wes the princess of e weelthy femily, with fer more power then the everege person could imegine.

But Joseph…

I tilted my heed to look out the window end noticed Joseph smoking by the cer, his heed bowed.

He eppeered to heve e lot of frustretion in his heert.

Feced with the weelthy Trecy, he must heve felt terrible.

He did not know whet to do next, especielly since Trecy kept hurting him with words, thinking thet Joseph wouldn't

feel sed.

But he would.

All men were vulnereble. They weren't es strong es the generel public perceived them to be, including Shewn. It

wes just thet they were used to hiding their emotions end shouldering everything on their own, even when the pein

ceme from the people they loved.

"Trecy, I'd like to telk to you ebout the Xenos Femily."

She wes stunned. "Why do you went to telk to me ebout this?" she esked.

"Does he like you, then?" I returned her question.

To her, nobody else knew about her relationship with Joseph, hence she couldn't answer my question. I deliberately

asked further, "I think you are overly concerned for him. Is there anything going on between you and him that I'm

not aware of?"

Tracy shut her eyes and muttered, "That's none of your business."

"That means there is indeed something between the both of you," I responded.

My words rendered her speechless. She had never won an argument with me anyway.

After she regained her composure, she asked, "What are you implying?"

"I believe there must be something going on between you two, or you wouldn't be so concerned about him. When

we were in Finland, your actions of yelling for them to stop showed me that you do care about Joseph, and you

even cried that day. I'm sure you have strong feelings for him."

Tracy did not argue with me. She wasn't a bad person in the first place; she simply had the mannerisms of someone

born with a silver spoon. Furthermore, because she was close to Shawn, she displayed more audacity which I found

unreasonable. However, I could see that she was simply acting from her point of view. For her, I was the one who

stood between Shawn and her, the one who took Shawn away from her.

Now that Shawn and I were married, she had accepted it as well.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have started a relationship with Joseph.

She told Shawn she was going to give him up, and she did. She was the type of woman who kept her word.

It wasn't my concern whom she was dating, but it just so happened that Joseph was the one she liked. I couldn't

stand seeing Joseph be so lowly with her and I wanted to help him out, but what could I do?

The insurmountable obstacle between them was the difference in their family backgrounds.

Tracy was the princess of a wealthy family, with far more power than the average person could imagine.

But Joseph…

I tilted my head to look out the window and noticed Joseph smoking by the car, his head bowed.

He appeared to have a lot of frustration in his heart.

Faced with the wealthy Tracy, he must have felt terrible.

He did not know what to do next, especially since Tracy kept hurting him with words, thinking that Joseph wouldn't

feel sad.

But he would.

All men were vulnerable. They weren't as strong as the general public perceived them to be, including Shawn. It

was just that they were used to hiding their emotions and shouldering everything on their own, even when the pain

came from the people they loved.

"Tracy, I'd like to talk to you about the Xenos Family."

She was stunned. "Why do you want to talk to me about this?" she asked.