Come Back to Me novel Chapter 22

"Ray, it's a pity to tear up such a beautiful flower."

Tracy knew Ray would not agree with her, but she was worried about those delicate flowers, so she couldn't help but try to persuade them.

As a result, Ray tore the flower, which stunned Tracy.

He actually put the petals into his mouth.

"No! Ray, it's poisoned. You can't eat it!"

In a panic, she attempted to snatch the petal Ray had put into his mouth.

"No way..."

The fight between Ray and Tracy was even more intense. She stretched out her hand and pressed Ray's hand tightly with her hand, while she used the other hand to snatch the half flower in his mouth.

Finally, Ray's strength was not enough and the petals were taken away by Tracy.

She was powerless, staring at the smiling boy stubbornly.

She frowned and couldn't figure out who on earth was this obedient child's mother.

The flower was prepared by Ray. He knew that flowers were poisonous, but he still wanted to eat.

"Who is your mother? "

With that thought, she asked.

As she expected, she got no answer, but one thing was wrong.

This time, the little boy was not staring at her expressionlessly. Instead, his eyes were hurt. He stared at her with such sad eyes as if he was blaming her for mentioning his mother.

"Well, forget it. But you really can't eat these flowers. Don't eat them."

Although Tracy knew that it was like playing piano to cow, she still said so.

After a few seconds of silence, Tracy attempted to put the flower on a proper place.

"Ah.. Ah... "

Hearing the voice, Tracy turned her head to look at the little boy, who was waving his hands at his furiously.

"What's wrong with you again?"

She sounded rather impatient.

The boy said nothing, but stretched out his hands to touch the beautiful flower on the table.

Tracy, on the other hand, also looked blank. He didn't speak or intend to do anything. She had no other choice but to stand there and watch him intently.

As a result——

"Snap -"

The porcelain basin was smashed to the ground.

To be exact, he was pushed down by Ray.

Tracy stared at the broken flowerpot in shock.

The bunch of beautiful flowers were laid on the ground, crying like desperate girls.

"You..."

Tracy stared at Ray in a daze. She was thoroughly enraged.

Suddenly, there was a touch of hatred between her eyebrows

"Is it because I touched your flowers? You are willing to sacrifice it?"

She asked in a trembling voice. Her heart was broken.

She was near to a breakdown. She was mentally and physically exhausted because of a child, and at the same time, a feeling of despair spread all over her body. When she saw Ray's cold eyes, she knew that her guess was right.

The flower pots were broken because her.

"Why do you hate me so much?"

She sounded almost desperate, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

At the very beginning, the boy's appearance in the villa seemed to have been arranged by someone. Tracy began to doubt that Brody deliberately brought the boy back to torture her.

The boy still didn't answer, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Tracy gave up thoroughly. She slowed down She was lifeless. She squatted helplessly and tried to pick up the debris.

She touched those tender petals gently with her fingertips. She loved them.

Someone reached out his hand and the petals were torn away.

Tracy was so angry that her face turned pale, and her body began to tremble helplessly. Her eyes were covered with a thin mist.

She watched the boy throwing the petals into the trash can helplessly.

A teardrop fell on the broken porcelain, making Tracy's heart tremble violently.

She scolded herself for being so useless, but she really wanted to cry.

Ray's temperament and ruthlessness were exactly the same as Brody's. or perhaps he was more bitter than Brody.

The broken petals were thrown to the garbage bin as Ray walked back and forth.

Tracy didn't say anything more. She just wiped off her tears in secret.

She reached out her hand and continued to pick up the broken porcelain on the ground. She must clean the yard

Tracy had thought that Ray would not stop her, but her hand was still stretched out.

Ray pushed her away and picked up the debris himself.

Tracy stared at him in a daze as he picked up the fragments. However, he was too young to collect all of them together.

After hesitating for a while, Tracy eventually reached out to give him a hand.

Ray took away the shards of the porcelain flowerpot again, while Tracy only picked up one piece.

However, Ray was still not reconciled and reached out his hand to grab the fragment in her hand.

On the one hand, Tracy's stubborn temper was triggered. On the other hand, she was afraid that Ray would get his hand cut by the sharp shredded porcelain. Thus, she didn't loosen her grip on Ray. On the other hand, she was afraid that she would hurt him in the fighting for her sword. Hence, she didn't open her mouth to see Ray. She reminded him, "Ray, let go of me. Be careful..."

Ray continued to pull the pieces with great strength, but all of a sudden, all of them were pulled away by Ray.