My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 203

As soon as I heard Shawn's name, I trembled in shivers before I quickly shut my eyes and lay on the couch. At that,

Merlin complained that I was being a coward.

Half an hour later, Emma arrived with James. Since she did not want to black out, she sipped on her alcohol very

slowly.

On the other hand, I downed a few glasses of alcohol with James, and the alcohol rushed to my head in no time.

Soon, I felt tipsy while curling up on the couch and needed to go to the restroom.

I got up shakily as Merlin asked me with concern, "Are you okay?"

My body relaxed as I insisted, "Yes, I am."

I fell right into Emma's arms when I took my next step. Seeing that, Merlin quickly lifted me in his arms to help me

to the restroom.

Drifting in and out of consciousness, I did not even think of fighting back when I heard Merlin's voice in my ears.

"Shawn is not a man if he does not budge after seeing what I'm gonna do to you!"

I mumbled, "What?"

"I'm flirting with you to provoke him."

What does he mean? I had a headache and could not figure out what was happening.

Soon, I felt Merlin coming to a stop before I flipped over and buried my face in his chest. That was when I heard a

cold voice from behind. "Hand her to me."

Merlin tightened his hold on me. "Why should I?"

The man behind me firmly repeated, "Hand her to me."

"Pfft. You're finally panicking." Then, I sensed Merlin handing me to another person, whose embrace felt safe. I

flipped again and hugged him around the waist.

The man who held me walked steadily ahead. Someone called out to him, "Sunny, what about the guys on the third

floor? They'll bully you for sure because they know you have no power locally. You'll only give them ammunition to

attack you if you leave now. It's going to be difficult to win that tender later!"

"Let's give up on the tender," he instructed.

The other man asked, "Sunny, do you still love Ray?"

There was no answer from the man with the cold voice.

Who is Ray? I thought.

"Are you still going to love her, even if she hurts you again?"

The voice on top of me suddenly sounded stern. "Kevin."

"Sunny, I don't understand you! Look, I agreed to your relationship with her before this. I even took pity on her and

treated her nicely. I taught her how to pursue you and love you with sincerity and effort! But look at her! She

destroyed the business you built with your blood, sweat, and tears! You wouldn't have suffered in Europe if it

weren't for her!"

"Kevin, she's innocent."

"So what? You're not guilty of anything either!"

The man who carried me ignored the argument and left the bar with me. As the loud music and noises faded from

my ears, I closed my eyes for some time before I opened them again.

A familiar face appeared in my field of vision.

I shut my eyes again, feeling a wave of sickness in my stomach. I dry-heaved for a bit, and he placed me by the

car. Next, I vomited nonstop while someone patted my back gently. Feeling sorrowful, I squatted by the street and

started crying. "Why are you crying?" He squatted beside me.

Aggrieved, I confessed, "I feel sad."

He questioned me quietly, "Who made you sad?"

"I didn't manage to keep my baby."

"Ray, you've tried your best." He comforted me.

"I could not keep him too."

"Babe, I'm here with you."

"I am so sorry for not making him stay. I am sorry to him. I miss him so much. I want a hug from him."

Suddenly, I was pulled into a hug and surrounded by a familiar scent. The man tenderly rubbed his palm against my

cheek.

Then, I rambled on between tears, "He's a perfect man who treats me well, but I ruined him! I feel so guilty for not

protecting and giving birth to my baby. God knows how scared I am! I'm afraid to reunite with him. I'm too afraid to

get closer to him!"

"Babe, calm down. I'll be here. I'm not going anywhere. Don't be afraid. I'll be by your side."

…

The soft ray of sunlight spilled into the room through the curtains. Feeling groggy, I opened my eyes and stared

blankly at the windows until a thought struck me.

It was then my eyes widened like I had been struck by lightning.

Last night, I was gone after drinking too much. I recalled Merlin bringing me to the restroom, but he handed me to

someone else on our way!

Who did he pass me to?

I knocked on my head several times and carefully reviewed my memories. The cold voice sounded familiar as if he

was someone whom I shared a bed with. I was very close to getting the name!

Shawn Xenos! Yes, it's him! Did I blabber in front of him last night?

I could not recall anything from last night, and I shuddered as I hoped that I had not crossed the line with Shawn.

I got up with a heavy heart to wash up. Following that, I emerged from the bedroom, after which I noticed the man

sitting on my couch in the living room.

Gasping, I quickly slammed the door shut, yet my action had only painted me guilty.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and sat across from him. He was sleeping on the couch with an arm

beneath his head. Judging by his expression, he had to be tired and uncomfortable.

My words were stuck in my throat. I took a blanket from the bedroom to drape it over him. Before I could get

closer, he suddenly grabbed my wrist. Through his slightly opened eyes, I saw his look of alert, and it took him some

time to relax.

He was warier than at any time in the past. Is it because there has been an increased frequency of assassination

attempts on him lately?

Noticing me, he let go of my wrist. "You're up?" he asked an unnecessary question.

Nodding, I sat across from him before he sat straight and told me, "The hangover must feel bad. I'll make you some

hot soup later to warm you up," he spoke to me as if nothing had happened between us all along.

Does that mean something has happened between us last night? Or did I say anything to cross the line?

As such, I asked him hesitantly, "Did I do anything to you last night?"

He raised a brow. "What are you trying to ask?"

I bit the bullet and asked, "Did I cross a line last night?"

"It doesn't matter. I offered myself to you."

I was speechless at his serious reply and chided him, "What nonsense is that?"

"Why? Don't you want to cross a line with me?"

I remained silent.

"That was all you ever wanted in the past." He seemed to have become more shameless.

Admitting I was no match for him, I returned to the bedroom and sank into the bed. After a few slaps on my

burning cheeks, I suddenly recalled fragments of memories from last night. I think I might have crossed a line with

him.

First, I kissed his cheeks. Then, my lips traveled to his carved brows. Not only that, I even sucked on his slender

finger.

Finally, I got on top of him in the car! Yes! It was in his car.

When he was driving, I tried to take control of the steering wheel, sending him into a panic and pulling over. At last,

he allowed me to sit on top of him.

I looked into his deep eyes and giggled. "You're so beautiful. I can't hold back from getting closer to you.”

To that, he whispered, "Do you want me, Ray?"