My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 650 Are You Comforting Me?
I realized that my question was foolish.
"Ms. Felix, you are Shawn's wife. If our speculations are correct, it's understandable that he would harbor resentment toward
you. You don't need to concern yourself with these matters," Ezekiel reminded me.
Upon hearing this, Owen hesitated and anxiously asked, "What did you speculate?"
In an instant, I understood that Ezekiel had deliberately led him on.
Ezekiel smiled warmly but remained silent. We arrived at Xenos Manor close to midnight. Considering the late hour, Colin
suggested that we all rest for the night. However, I hesitated to stay alone in the vast Xenos Manor, feeling unsettled by its
emptiness. Reluctantly, I agreed, noticing that everyone seemed tired.
Xenos Manor was always well-guarded and maintained. I instructed Gary to arrange for Ezekiel and the others to rest.
Sitting in the front hall, I stared at the pouring rain outside and said, "Gary, the mansion is too big for me to sleep alone. Can you
stay with me?"
Gary took a seat beside me and replied, "Yes, President Felix."
"President Felix, what are you afraid of?" he asked curiously.
"I'm not entirely sure. It's just that this mansion is too big. When Shawn was with me last time, I didn't feel scared. I even found it
intriguing. However, when he's not around, I feel frightened. Perhaps it's because this mansion has stood for so long, and it has
trapped so many unfortunate souls within its walls. Many people have lost their lives here. That might be why," I explained.
Gary chuckled and inquired, "President Felix, do you believe in ghosts and spirits?"
Shaking my head, I replied, "No, I don't believe in them, but my heart is still restless."
Suddenly, Ezekiel's voice emanated from behind.
He gently called out, "Ms. Felix."

Hearing this, Gary stood up and said, "There are clothes in the car. President Felix, I'll fetch you a jacket so you won't catch a
cold during the night."
Just as Waylen took care of everything regarding Shawn, Gary took care of me in all aspects of work and life. I knew very well
that he wanted to make room for Ezekiel.
I sat on the steps in the front hall, propping my chin with my hand as I watched the gusty wind and rain outside the eaves. After
Gary departed, Ezekiel took his place and sat beside me.
"Ms. Felix, your wound needs to be treated," he said.
Examining my arm, I replied, "It's no longer bleeding."
"Let me put a bandage on it to prevent infection," he suggested.
Having spoken, Ezekiel handed me two adhesive bandages. His palm was broad and fair, while his fingers were slender and
strong.
Just like Shawn, he had a pair of beautiful hands.
I accepted them and asked, "Where did you get these?"
I hadn't seen him visit a pharmacy since we met.
In a low voice, Ezekiel explained, "I asked the restaurant owner for them. They happened to have some. Originally, I planned to
give them to you earlier, but I didn't want to be too impulsive in front of everyone, so I thought of giving them to you privately."
Reacting instinctively, I replied, "Ah, there's no need to be so restrained."
Shaking his head, he said, "Ms. Felix, you're someone else's wife. It's just a matter of being cautious. I don't want to cause you
any trouble, and I don't want others to notice my feelings for you."
Swiftly reassured, I responded, "I'll keep it a secret."
Ezekiel gazed out at the rain with a faint look in his eyes, and he explained, "I'm a dangerous person. If people discover my
feelings for you, those who want to get at me secretly will target you."
I simply replied, "Oh, I understand."

Unsure of what else to say, I lowered my head and began applying the bandages to my wound. Silence lingered between us.
Perhaps the silence became overwhelming. After contemplating for a moment, I broke the silence and said, "Rudy has already
informed me. I appreciate your cooperation."
Ezekiel grasped the meaning behind my words.
"It's just a mutually beneficial arrangement," he replied.
Silence once again settled between us.
After a while, Gary came over with some clothes and draped them over me. After expressing my gratitude, I heard him say,
"President Felix, I'll go and check on Owen to avoid any accidents. I'll come back to you later."
"Okay, make sure he has something to eat," I responded.
With that, Gary left again.
Ezekiel looked at me with confusion. "Ms. Felix, aren't you going to rest?"
"I'm not used to staying here, and I don't feel very sleepy. I'll just sit in the living room for a while if I get tired," I responded
honestly.
He nodded in understanding and remained silent. It was a rare moment of tranquility between us. Resting my head on my knees,
I inquired, "Did you go abroad after you left?"
"Yes, I started my business after my foster parents passed away," he replied.
"I heard you reached the pinnacle of success in just a year," I remarked.
"Perhaps, I don't remember very well. My memory is not very good. I often forget details from the past. Maybe it's a
subconscious rejection of the past. Why are you suddenly asking me about this, Ms. Felix?"
Just like Shown, he hod o poir of beoutiful honds.
I occepted them ond osked, "Where did you get these?"
I hodn't seen him visit o phormocy since we met.

In o low voice, Ezekiel exploined, "I osked the restouront owner for them. They hoppened to hove some. Originolly, I plonned to
give them to you eorlier, but I didn't wont to be too impulsive in front of everyone, so I thought of giving them to you privotely."
Reocting instinctively, I replied, "Ah, there's no need to be so restroined."
Shoking his heod, he soid, "Ms. Felix, you're someone else's wife. It's just o motter of being coutious. I don't wont to couse you
ony trouble, ond I don't wont others to notice my feelings for you."
Swiftly reossured, I responded, "I'll keep it o secret."
Ezekiel gozed out ot the roin with o foint look in his eyes, ond he exploined, "I'm o dongerous person. If people discover my
feelings for you, those who wont to get ot me secretly will torget you."
I simply replied, "Oh, I understond."
Unsure of whot else to soy, I lowered my heod ond begon opplying the bondoges to my wound. Silence lingered between us.
Perhops the silence become overwhelming. After contemploting for o moment, I broke the silence ond soid, "Rudy hos olreody
informed me. I oppreciote your cooperotion."
Ezekiel grosped the meoning behind my words.
"It's just o mutuolly beneficiol orrongement," he replied.
Silence once ogoin settled between us.
After o while, Gory come over with some clothes ond droped them over me. After expressing my grotitude, I heord him soy,
"President Felix, I'll go ond check on Owen to ovoid ony occidents. I'll come bock to you loter."
"Okoy, moke sure he hos something to eot," I responded.
With thot, Gory left ogoin.
Ezekiel looked ot me with confusion. "Ms. Felix, oren't you going to rest?"
"I'm not used to stoying here, ond I don't feel very sleepy. I'll just sit in the living room for o while if I get tired," I responded
honestly.

He nodded in understonding ond remoined silent. It wos o rore moment of tronquility between us. Resting my heod on my knees,
I inquired, "Did you go obrood ofter you left?"
"Yes, I storted my business ofter my foster porents possed owoy," he replied.
"I heord you reoched the pinnocle of success in just o yeor," I remorked.
"Perhops, I don't remember very well. My memory is not very good. I often forget detoils from the post. Moybe it's o
subconscious rejection of the post. Why ore you suddenly osking me obout this, Ms. Felix?"
A subconscious rejection of the post...
It seemed thot his post held little hoppiness for him.
"Just osking cosuolly. You must hove hod o tough time," I commented.
Ezekiel smiled ot my words. "Yeoh."
He then followed my leod ond rested his heod on his knees, resembling o child. "It wos difficult in the post, but thot's oll behind
me now."
"You hove o positive mindset," I soid.
"I understond psychology. I know how to control ond chonnel myself. Thot's why I studied it. After oll... Ms. Felix, you've probobly
heord obout my previous personolity. I used to be quite extreme," he exploined.
As I gozed ot him, o tinge of meloncholy groced his feotures.
Ezekiel wos oll olone in this world.
He must be feeling very lonely.
"Ezekiel," I colled out to him.
"Yes?" he softly replied.
"I opologize for not being oble to reciprocote your feelings or occompony you. However, if you're willing, con we... be good
friends?" I proposed.

"Didn't you olreody consider me o good friend, Ms. Felix?"
I shook my heod ond soid, "I never thought thot someone os copoble os you would like me. The some goes for Shown too. It's
like the most powerful men in the world ore oll interested in me, ond I don't hove ony exceptionol quolities. It mokes me feel
onxious. But thonk you for liking me. I'm truly groteful, ond pleose forgive me for the foolish things I soid when I wos young. Kids
soy things without thinking."
"You don't need to underestimote yourself, Ms. Felix. Whether it's me or Shown, if we choose you, you must hove your
strengths," he replied.
He smiled gently ond continued, "You're very kind, Ms. Felix. You've olwoys been o gentle ond worm person. You've olwoys been
like thot."
"Zeke, thonk you for your understonding," I expressed grotefully.
The torrentiol roin showed no signs of stopping. I looked ot the gentle ond chorming mon beside me ond soid, "Actuolly, I hove
olwoys trusted you, even when everyone else soys thot business interests come first, or when they ossert thot Moy ond I,
despite being best friends, connot truly unite Shown ond Sir Lorson, or even though Nicholos still cloims thot he loves me, I
believe thot when it comes to the Forgers' interest, he will undoubtedly choose the fomily. I understond their reolistic
perspectives, but you're different. No motter whot they soy, I unwoveringly trust you ond believe thot you would never deceive
me."
"Are you comforting me, Ms. Felix?" Ezekiel osked.
A subconscious rejection of the past...
It seemed that his past held little happiness for him.
"Just asking casually. You must have had a tough time," I commented.
Ezekiel smiled at my words. "Yeah."
He then followed my lead and rested his head on his knees, resembling a child. "It was difficult in the past, but that's all behind
me now."

"You have a positive mindset," I said.
"I understand psychology. I know how to control and channel myself. That's why I studied it. After all... Ms. Felix, you've probably
heard about my previous personality. I used to be quite extreme," he explained.
As I gazed at him, a tinge of melancholy graced his features.
Ezekiel was all alone in this world.
He must be feeling very lonely.
"Ezekiel," I called out to him.
"Yes?" he softly replied.
"I apologize for not being able to reciprocate your feelings or accompany you. However, if you're willing, can we... be good
friends?" I proposed.
"Didn't you already consider me a good friend, Ms. Felix?"
I shook my head and said, "I never thought that someone as capable as you would like me. The same goes for Shawn too. It's
like the most powerful men in the world are all interested in me, and I don't have any exceptional qualities. It makes me feel
anxious. But thank you for liking me. I'm truly grateful, and please forgive me for the foolish things I said when I was young. Kids
say things without thinking."
"You don't need to underestimate yourself, Ms. Felix. Whether it's me or Shawn, if we choose you, you must have your
strengths," he replied.
He smiled gently and continued, "You're very kind, Ms. Felix. You've always been a gentle and warm person. You've always been
like that."
"Zeke, thank you for your understanding," I expressed gratefully.
The torrential rain showed no signs of stopping. I looked at the gentle and charming man beside me and said, "Actually, I have
always trusted you, even when everyone else says that business interests come first, or when they assert that May and I,
despite being best friends, cannot truly unite Shawn and Sir Larson, or even though Nicholas still claims that he loves me, I
believe that when it comes to the Forgers' interest, he will undoubtedly choose the family. I understand their realistic

perspectives, but you're different. No matter what they say, I unwaveringly trust you and believe that you would never deceive
me."
"Are you comforting me, Ms. Felix?" Ezekiel asked.