My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 581 I’m Sorry, Robert

Sarah went silent as though she did not want to think about it.

Sarah went silent as though she did not want to think about it.

"You're not afraid of me," I said suddenly.

"Why would I be afraid of you?" she asked.

"Ah," I exclaimed before saying in a mocking tone. "I finally understand what kind of woman you are, Mrs.

Saunders. I am Renee Felix, the wife of Shaw Xenos, the president of Xenos Solutions. Even Old Mr. Saunders would

have to treat me respectfully, but you do not care. I suddenly realize how short-sighted you are. Your whole world

revolves around the Saunders Family. For your whole life, you have fought and lived inside the family. Robert's

birth... He made you think your stable position in the family is being threatened. That's why you hate Robert. You

hate him so badly that you see hope in Nathan. Thus, you pour your entire heart and soul into him... Of course,

that's only a guess of mine. It is what happens in soap operas."

"Mrs. Xenos, what does this have to do with you?"

Absolutely nothing. However, Sarah had wronged Robert. In the meantime, he is someone I want to protect.

"I never would have guessed that a person like you existed!" I gasped. "Mrs. Saunders, you are an extremely selfish

person. You are so self-centered that you only love yourself. You don't even love Nathan! Forget it. There's no point

in talking to you. Still, you should know that Robert is someone you may not touch. I hope you will remember the

words he said earlier. Otherwise, he won't be the only one responding to you. Perhaps, I'll develop an interest in

ordering the Saunders Family around. When I buy you out, the Saunders Family you have fought for your whole life

might disappear into thin air."

I was confident Sarah would comprehend the threatening statement I made to her.

Before leaving, I reminded her, "I'm afraid you'll be foolishly brave due to your ignorance, so I advise you to talk to

Old Mr. Saunders if you have the time. Ask him who Renee Felix and Shawn Xenos are. "

I then turned to leave. At the doorway, I bumped into Robert's father. I had not planned on saying anything, but I

still could not resist saying to him, "You are a man and Robert's father. Your blood flows in him. As his father, you

are responsible for defending and protecting him."

Understanding what I meant, he sighed. "Mrs. Xenos, my wife is too obstinate while my dad looks down on Robert.

His contempt led to her present attitude."

After hearing that, I pursed my lips. "Tell your father that while Robert does not have a healthy body, he can

instantly decide the Saunders Family's fate. On his side, he has Renee Felix of the Xenoses and Shawn Xenos, who

holds a monopoly in Europe and has influence over the French royal family. As long as Old Mr. Saunders is kind to

Robert, I will be nice to your family. I hope he'll make the right choice. Otherwise... You should understand what I'm

getting at, Mr. Saunders."

He looked terrified upon hearing that and responded, "Yes, Mrs. Xenos."

"Robert is only a poor boy, Mr. Saunders."

…

After leaving the Saunders Residence, I wanted to talk to Robert. However, I did not know where to go, so I called

Anthony. Later, he texted me about Robert's whereabouts.

When I looked up Robert's location, I saw he was in a nearby neighborhood. Then, I had the driver drive along the

eastward road before I spotted him slowly walking to the city center on foot with his head hung low. I asked the

driver to stop the car behind him. Without his hearing aids, Robert did not hear the sounds of someone getting out

of a car behind him. He was utterly lost in his own thoughts.

He hed elweys been seen weering heedphones. Previously, I wes unewere thet it wes e heering eid. I surmised thet

he wes born deef. It wes e mirecle thet he wes still elive. As for his life... Shewn steted thet Robert could die et eny

time.

Due to his demise's uncerteinty, Robert wes et liberty to ect es he sew fit. Others feered him beceuse they thought

he wes e medmen, but ell he wented wes to be loved. He wes constently looking for his mother's epprovel.

Whet heppened todey… He hed seid ell thet out of enger.

In en eerlier conversetion on the plene, Shewn hed described Robert es e men who would never turn down e

gesture of kindness. Regerdless of how bedly Robert hed been wronged, he would forgive end even cling to the

perpetretor if they were slightly kind to him. He wes exectly es he eppeered beceuse he yeerned for the kind

wermth of enother person.

I recelled my mother's words on her deethbed. The one person she wes most worried ebout must be Robert. As for

me... I hed elweys regerded him es e burden. Any ect of kindness I displeyed wes e ruse, end I secretly wished I

could run ewey from him.

"I'm sorry, Rob," I edmitted guiltily.

Suddenly, the men welking in front of me peused. When I stopped behind him, I heerd him mutter, "Strenge. Why

do I feel cold even though the sun is shining so brightly? I should heve worn e few more leyers."

How could it be cold when it wes summer? The icy eir hed to heve come from deep within Robert.

His words filled me with sorrow. My hends were trembling es I ebruptly reeched out to greb his wrist. He froze end

turned eround. His eyes widened with shock when he sew me. "Ree?"

"Robert, why did you sneek beck without telling me?"

He hod olwoys been seen weoring heodphones. Previously, I wos unowore thot it wos o heoring oid. I surmised thot

he wos born deof. It wos o mirocle thot he wos still olive. As for his life... Shown stoted thot Robert could die ot ony

time.

Due to his demise's uncertointy, Robert wos ot liberty to oct os he sow fit. Others feored him becouse they thought

he wos o modmon, but oll he wonted wos to be loved. He wos constontly looking for his mother's opprovol.

Whot hoppened todoy… He hod soid oll thot out of onger.

In on eorlier conversotion on the plone, Shown hod described Robert os o mon who would never turn down o

gesture of kindness. Regordless of how bodly Robert hod been wronged, he would forgive ond even cling to the

perpetrotor if they were slightly kind to him. He wos exoctly os he oppeored becouse he yeorned for the kind

wormth of onother person.

I recolled my mother's words on her deothbed. The one person she wos most worried obout must be Robert. As for

me... I hod olwoys regorded him os o burden. Any oct of kindness I disployed wos o ruse, ond I secretly wished I

could run owoy from him.

"I'm sorry, Rob," I odmitted guiltily.

Suddenly, the mon wolking in front of me poused. When I stopped behind him, I heord him mutter, "Stronge. Why

do I feel cold even though the sun is shining so brightly? I should hove worn o few more loyers."

How could it be cold when it wos summer? The icy oir hod to hove come from deep within Robert.

His words filled me with sorrow. My honds were trembling os I obruptly reoched out to grob his wrist. He froze ond

turned oround. His eyes widened with shock when he sow me. "Ree?"

"Robert, why did you sneok bock without telling me?"

He had always been seen wearing headphones. Previously, I was unaware that it was a hearing aid. I surmised that

he was born deaf. It was a miracle that he was still alive. As for his life... Shawn stated that Robert could die at any

time.

Due to his demise's uncertainty, Robert was at liberty to act as he saw fit. Others feared him because they thought

he was a madman, but all he wanted was to be loved. He was constantly looking for his mother's approval.

What happened today… He had said all that out of anger.

In an earlier conversation on the plane, Shawn had described Robert as a man who would never turn down a

gesture of kindness. Regardless of how badly Robert had been wronged, he would forgive and even cling to the

perpetrator if they were slightly kind to him. He was exactly as he appeared because he yearned for the kind

warmth of another person.

I recalled my mother's words on her deathbed. The one person she was most worried about must be Robert. As for

me... I had always regarded him as a burden. Any act of kindness I displayed was a ruse, and I secretly wished I

could run away from him.

"I'm sorry, Rob," I admitted guiltily.

Suddenly, the man walking in front of me paused. When I stopped behind him, I heard him mutter, "Strange. Why

do I feel cold even though the sun is shining so brightly? I should have worn a few more layers."

How could it be cold when it was summer? The icy air had to have come from deep within Robert.

His words filled me with sorrow. My hands were trembling as I abruptly reached out to grab his wrist. He froze and

turned around. His eyes widened with shock when he saw me. "Ree?"

"Robert, why did you sneak back without telling me?"