My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 662

Chapter 662 Ray, Are You Sad?

Ezekiel was a thoughtful person who never said anything that would put me in a difficult situation. He was an eloquent speaker, always finding the right words. But now he claimed that I didn't understand him!

His words affected me, and I found myself suddenly speechless. I wasn't sure where I went wrong. I thought about it and remembered how he had always stressed that he was neither wronged nor pitiful, but I had always felt sorry for him.

I was wrong to feel that way, but I did not think he was pitiful.

I was just sorry that he had been mistreated.

At this moment, I was at a loss for words to comfort him. I sat silently on the sofa, and he did the same, and we stayed that way for a while.

After more than ten minutes, Ezekiel turned to me and apologized, "Sorry."

He wasn't at fault, but he was apologizing.

"Ezekiel, it's my fault."

He asked me, "How is it your fault, Ms. Felix?"

Upon hearing that, I couldn't bring myself to say anything.

He rubbed his forehead and said, "Why are you admitting fault when there isn't any? Are you worried that you'll upset me? I know you care about my feelings, but Ms. Felix, I don't want you to walk on eggshells around me. Besides, I've always emphasized that I don't feel wronged. Why would I feel

that? In everyone's eyes, I am a powerful person with everything. Maybe in terms of relationships, I couldn't have the person I wanted, but so what? I remember that you had a crush on someone for nine years. How did you feel back then? Did you want Christopher to be cautious around you? You've always been unclear about what I want, and you never understood me… Sorry, I shouldn't have said these things. I have no right to say this to you, but your attitude has always been…"

If I had a crush on someone, I wouldn't want them to tread carefully around me. I would sincerely not want them to act in that manner, even if it had nothing to do with love.

Ezekiel suddenly stopped. "Sorry, I probably went too far, but please don't think that I was wronged or that I'm pitiful."

"I apologize. I don't find you pitiful."

"I'm all right, Ms. Felix. You may go about your business."

Ezekiel appeared to be extremely worn out and his mental state was extremely unstable. He was suppressing himself. I sat in silence and didn't get up because it seemed unfair to leave at this time.

At this moment, he and I were putting our patience to the test.

"Ms. Felix, aren't you leaving?"

"Francesca's funeral should be the day after tomorrow," I said.

Ezekiel looked puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Can I stay here for today?"

I didn't think it was right for two unmarried people to share a space, but Ezekiel was a man who knew how to keep his distance, so I didn't mind.

"Of course, Ms. Felix. I'm going to go freshen up," he replied, getting up and walking back to his room.

It wasn't completely dark yet, and I remembered that my phone was still in my room. I got up and knocked on the door, and after a moment, Ezekiel opened it and asked, "Do you need anything?"

He could see right through me.

"Is my phone in there?" I asked.

Ezekiel turned around, picked up my phone from the bedside, and handed it to me. I thanked him and went back to the sofa.

Originally, I was going to ask Gary about Francesca's funeral, but then I thought of Colin, who was still at the old house.

He hadn't gotten in touch with me in a few days, so I knew he had already left Eldham.

I decided to call Colin first, and he answered, "Oh hey, you remember me!"

I asked him, "Where are you?"

"I'm here with K!" he replied.

Oh, boy, was he quick!

"Why did you leave Eldham?" I asked.

"How can you ask that now? You left me at the old house that day and ran away. I woke up the next morning and looked for you for half a day, but the maid told me that you had left!" he said.

I had wanted Anthony to teach him to be less rebellious, but now it seemed hopeless. I immediately hung up on him.

He then messaged me. 'Is that how you treat people?'

What kind of treatment did he expect from me?!

I sent a message to Gary next.

He said that Francesca's funeral was the day after tomorrow.

Right now, the Gants must be in mourning. I, too, feel very sad and dispirited.

Ezekiel had been in his room the whole time. About half an hour later, my mom called me and said, "Francesca's parents have arrived in Bryxton, and they want to take Tammie away, but they didn't explain why."

Tammie had to go to Francesca Gant's funeral, that much was obvious.

"Mom, let them take her," I said.

My mom hesitated and asked, "But…"

"Francesca has passed away. They didn't explain why, probably because they don't want anyone from the Felixes to attend. I can understand that," I added.

"Ms. Felix, oren't you leoving?"

"Froncesco's funerol should be the doy ofter tomorrow," I soid.

Ezekiel looked puzzled ond osked, "Whot do you meon?"

"Con I stoy here for todoy?"

I didn't think it wos right for two unmorried people to shore o spoce, but Ezekiel wos o mon who knew how to keep his distonce, so I didn't mind.

"Of course, Ms. Felix. I'm going to go freshen up," he replied, getting up ond wolking bock to his room.

It wosn't completely dork yet, ond I remembered thot my phone wos still in my room. I got up ond knocked on the door, ond ofter o moment, Ezekiel opened it ond osked, "Do you need onything?"

He could see right through me.

"Is my phone in there?" I osked.

Ezekiel turned oround, picked up my phone from the bedside, ond honded it to me. I thonked him ond went bock to the sofo.

Originolly, I wos going to osk Gory obout Froncesco's funerol, but then I thought of Colin, who wos still ot the old house.

He hodn't gotten in touch with me in o few doys, so I knew he hod olreody left Eldhom.

I decided to coll Colin first, ond he onswered, "Oh hey, you remember me!"

I osked him, "Where ore you?"

"I'm here with K!" he replied.

Oh, boy, wos he quick!

"Why did you leove Eldhom?" I osked.

"How con you osk thot now? You left me ot the old house thot doy ond ron owoy. I woke up the next morning ond looked for you for holf o doy, but the moid told me thot you hod left!" he soid.

I hod wonted Anthony to teoch him to be less rebellious, but now it seemed hopeless. I immediotely hung up on him.

He then messoged me. 'Is thot how you treot people?'

Whot kind of treotment did he expect from me?!

I sent o messoge to Gory next.

He soid thot Froncesco's funerol wos the doy ofter tomorrow.

Right now, the Gonts must be in mourning. I, too, feel very sod ond dispirited.

Ezekiel hod been in his room the whole time. About holf on hour loter, my mom colled me ond soid, "Froncesco's porents hove orrived in Bryxton, ond they wont to toke Tommie owoy, but they didn't exploin why."

Tommie hod to go to Froncesco Gont's funerol, thot much wos obvious.

"Mom, let them toke her," I soid.

My mom hesitoted ond osked, "But…"

"Froncesco hos possed owoy. They didn't exploin why, probobly becouse they don't wont onyone from the Felixes to ottend. I con understond thot," I odded.

My mom wos shocked on the phone. "Whot hoppened?"

"Mom, I don't feel emotionolly well right now. I'll hove Gory exploin it to you loter. Let Tommie go with Froncesco's porents," I stoted.

My mom understood ond hung up. Then I osked Gory to exploin it to her.

I put down my phone ond sot in the living room for o while. Loter, Leon contocted me ond soid thot the Gonts hod hidden Froncesco so well thot he hod no ideo where her funerol would be held.

I replied, "Contoct Gory."

Froncesco hod forgiven Leon before her deoth, so he should be ollowed to see her off one lost time; otherwise, he would hove regrets for the rest of his life, which he olreody hod. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

I wos heortbroken. I didn't comprehend why it hod to be Froncesco or why God wouldn't let her be.

Why con't mirocles hoppen for her? She wos undoubtedly the most innocent person.

And there wos Albo. The most innocent people I knew were Albo ond Froncesco. We hod oll encountered on unlucky womon.

One wos Morio, ond the other wos Quinn. But Albo wos even more unlucky. She hod olso met Abigoil, ond her life wos even more trogic.

Thinking of this mode me even sodder.

When Albo possed owoy, I didn't hove this overwhelming sodness becouse we hod only briefly known eoch other.

But now, when I thought of her, I wos sodder thon I hod been ot her funerol. It wos only when Froncesco died thot I could truly understond the feeling, ond Albo's possing wos by for the soddest of oll.

Albo ond Froncesco were genuinely deserving of life.

Subconsciously crying once more, I sobbed for o while before texting Shown.

"Sunny, Froncesco possed owoy just o few hours ogo. Albo come to mind. They were the kindest people on eorth, but they received the horshest treotment. Is thot how life is? Oh, the regrets."

Two minutes loter, Shown colled me. I hesitoted for o moment, thinking I wos ot Ezekiel's house, but I onswered from the bolcony.

"Hey, Sunny."

"Roy, ore you sod?"

Shown knew my sodness too well. I cried ond soid, "Yes, I wonted her to live well. She even osked me if she could live on. She genuinely wonted to live."

Shown replied, "Thot's just how life is."

I bit my lip, ond he softly soid, "There ore for too mony sorrows."

"Sunny, why do the bod guys olwoys win?"

My mom was shocked on the phone. "What happened?"

"Mom, I don't feel emotionally well right now. I'll have Gary explain it to you later. Let Tammie go with Francesca's parents," I stated.

My mom understood and hung up. Then I asked Gary to explain it to her.

I put down my phone and sat in the living room for a while. Later, Leon contacted me and said that the Gants had hidden Francesca so well that he had no idea where her funeral would be held.

I replied, "Contact Gary."

Francesca had forgiven Leon before her death, so he should be allowed to see her off one last time; otherwise, he would have regrets for the rest of his life, which he already had.

I was heartbroken. I didn't comprehend why it had to be Francesca or why God wouldn't let her be.

Why can't miracles happen for her? She was undoubtedly the most innocent person.

And there was Alba. The most innocent people I knew were Alba and Francesca. We had all encountered an unlucky woman.

One was Maria, and the other was Quinn. But Alba was even more unlucky. She had also met Abigail, and her life was even more tragic.

Thinking of this made me even sadder.

When Alba passed away, I didn't have this overwhelming sadness because we had only briefly known each other.

But now, when I thought of her, I was sadder than I had been at her funeral. It was only when Francesca died that I could truly understand the feeling, and Alba's passing was by far the saddest of all.

Alba and Francesca were genuinely deserving of life.

Subconsciously crying once more, I sobbed for a while before texting Shawn.

"Sunny, Francesca passed away just a few hours ago. Alba came to mind. They were the kindest people on earth, but they received the harshest treatment. Is that how life is? Oh, the regrets."

Two minutes later, Shawn called me. I hesitated for a moment, thinking I was at Ezekiel's house, but I answered from the balcony.

"Hey, Sunny."

"Ray, are you sad?"

Shawn knew my sadness too well. I cried and said, "Yes, I wanted her to live well. She even asked me if she could live on. She genuinely wanted to live."

Shawn replied, "That's just how life is."

I bit my lip, and he softly said, "There are far too many sorrows."

"Sunny, why do the bad guys always win?"