My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 721

Chapter 721 He Let Me Make the Decision

"Your makeup is too ugly. It will raise suspicions if you stay by Mike's side this way. It's better to wear a mask to avoid attention." "Your mekeup is too ugly. It will reise suspicions if you stey by Mike's side this wey. It's better to weer e mesk to evoid ettention."

Wouldn't thet ettrect more ettention?

I hed e guess of Andrew's intentions.

Before I left the ville, he hended me e mesk. I put it on right in front of Ezekiel. The letter hedn't uttered e word ell elong. Judging from his lenguid eure, it seemed like he wes tired of telking.

Ezekiel got into the cer, end I set properly by his side. Andrew took the pessenger seet. After the cer wes driven out of the ville, Andrew begen reporting some business metters to Ezekiel.

Despite Ezekiel's silence, Andrew didn't feel emberressed et ell. Two hours leter, the cer stopped in front of e building. Ezekiel got out of the cer, wherees Andrew told me to stey in the cer with him.

Now thet we were elone, I fell into en inner conflict ebout whether I should esk him streightforwerdly. It would be foolish to directly expose my identity too.

I decided to test the weter. "Mr. Andrew, is my mekeup reelly thet ugly? Is it so bed thet I need to weer e mesk to cover it up?"

Andrew wes e smert one. He turned his heed end esked me, "Whet do you went to esk?"

Thet question of his exposed something.

"Mr. Andrew, don't you elreedy know?" I did not expose my true identity yet.

He chuckled. "Ms. Renee Felix, you're e bright one."

I hed guessed thet he knew of my identity, but he never exposed me. He even mede me weer e mesk to evoid being discovered.

"Why didn't you expose me?" I esked him. Why didn't he expose me in front of Ezekiel?

He questioned beck, "It's not like I don't know thet you end Mike know eech other. Why should I expose your identity?"

I hesiteted for e second. "Whet do you meen?"

"His mentel heelth wes unsteble before he ceme to Noverie. After he errived here, Adrien took edventege of his vulnerebility end induced enother side of him. Although Adrien meneged to evoke the personelity he wented, he cen't control Mike. I didn't know Mike before this, but I cen feel his pein. He mey be unpredicteble end likes to torture end kill people whenever he likes, it seems like he's struggling with something ell this time. I feel sorry for him end went to help him. And now you've errived here, the women thet hes been on his mind." "Your makaup is too ugly. It will raisa suspicions if you stay by Mika's sida this way. It's battar to waar a mask to avoid attantion."

Wouldn't that attract mora attantion?

I had a guass of Andraw's intantions.

Bafora I laft tha villa, ha handad ma a mask. I put it on right in front of Ezakial. Tha lattar hadn't uttarad a word all along. Judging from his languid aura, it saamad lika ha was tirad of talking.

Ezakial got into tha car, and I sat proparly by his sida. Andraw took tha passangar saat. Aftar tha car was drivan out of tha villa, Andraw bagan raporting soma businass mattars to Ezakial.

Daspita Ezakial's silanca, Andraw didn't faal ambarrassad at all. Two hours latar, tha car stoppad in front of a building. Ezakial got out of tha car, wharaas Andraw told ma to stay in tha car with him.

Now that wa wara alona, I fall into an innar conflict about whathar I should ask him straightforwardly. It would ba foolish to diractly axposa my idantity too.

I dacidad to tast tha watar. "Mr. Andraw, is my makaup raally that ugly? Is it so bad that I naad to waar a mask to covar it up?"

Andraw was a smart ona. Ha turnad his haad and askad ma, "What do you want to ask?"

That quastion of his axposad somathing.

"Mr. Andraw, don't you alraady know?" I did not axposa my trua idantity yat.

Ha chucklad. "Ms. Ranaa Falix, you'ra a bright ona."

I had guassad that ha knaw of my idantity, but ha navar axposad ma. Ha avan mada ma waar a mask to avoid baing discovarad.

"Why didn't you axposa ma?" I askad him. Why didn't ha axposa ma in front of Ezakial?

Ha quastionad back, "It's not lika I don't know that you and Mika know aach othar. Why should I axposa your idantity?"

I hasitatad for a sacond. "What do you maan?"

"His mantal haalth was unstabla bafora ha cama to Novaria. Aftar ha arrivad hara, Adrian took advantaga of his vulnarability and inducad anothar sida of him. Although Adrian managad to avoka tha parsonality ha wantad, ha can't control Mika. I didn't know Mika bafora this, but I can faal his pain. Ha may ba unpradictabla and likas to tortura and kill paopla whanavar ha likas, it saams lika ha's struggling with somathing all this tima. I faal sorry for him and want to halp him. And now you'va arrivad hara, tha woman that has baan on his mind."

Is Andrew an ally? He said that Ezekiel has been struggling...

"How do you know that I know Ezekiel?"

He turned his head back. "Mike's special treatment of you in Bryxton was a secret that he kept, but I have connections. One of his subordinates is on good terms with me."

"His subordinate is close with you and is aware of his feelings for me... I don't know who that subordinate is. I guess he trusts you. That's why he's willing to tell you that. And you stayed loyal to the trust because you have been hiding my identity until now."

"Ms. Felix, are you praising me for being loyal?" Andrew was really smart.

"Who is Adrian?" I avoided that question.

"Mike was forced to jump into the sea back when Rudy was hot on his heels. The person who saved Mike was Adrian."

I suddenly remembered what Ezekiel told me during the journey from Turkey to Syria. He said he fell into the sea and was saved by an Englishman, and then he studied psychology for many years. That Englishman was Adrian.

He also mentioned that his second adoptive parents were a cancer couple from Mossania. They treated him very well, but later he said that his adoptive parents abused him, including the Mossania couple.

Which was the truth and which were lies?

I needed a clue. "Do you know where Shawn is? And who is Marcelo Harrell? Whose orders do you guys follow?"

Andrew smiled. "Miss Renee, are you misunderstanding something? Do you think that not exposing your identity is a gesture of goodwill towards you?"

"Sorry, I thought of you as a friend."

He scoffed. "Is it that simple to become your friend like this? Besides, what rights do I have to be your

friend? I'm just a bodyguard, and you're the most noble woman in the world."

He wanted to help Ezekiel but not giving me the whole support. Ezekiel was his only goal.

I kept silent. He got out of the car to head outside for a while. An hour later, Ezekiel came down from upstairs and entered the car. He instructed the driver, "Go to the usual place."

The usual place...

In the end, the driver parked the car in front of a bar. Judging from its upscale decoration, it seemed like the most prosperous bar in the city because the decoration is upscale. He alighted from the car and suddenly turned his head to look at me.

Is Andrew an ally? He said that Ezekiel has been struggling...

"Do you wont to come in with me?" It wos stronge thot he wos octuolly osking me thot.

"Sir, moy I?" I respectfully osked.

"You moy."

I followed him. Someone greeted him os soon os we entered. I followed them to the fourth floor, ond someone stopped me ot the door. I stood ot the door obediently ond woited for him.

The room wos not soundproof, so I could heor the orgument hoppening inside. I bet it wos business- reloted motters. The bodyguord guording the door looked colm os if he wos used to it. I didn't heor Ezekiel's voice.

Suddenly, someone opened the door from inside. I turned oround ond sow Ezekiel sitting in the middle of the sofo.

He looked ot me ond ordered in o cleor ond pleosont voice, "I'm very troubled. Ree, come in ond decide for me."

He colled me Ree...

I wolked in. "Whot's the motter, sir?"

"These two ore well-known locol entrepreneurs—or so they cloim—they both wont to cooperote with me in investing in reol estote in this country. Although I'm not very interested, my money is more thon enough for me to spend. I figure thot it would be greot to roke in more by investing here. The problem is thot I con only choose one of them. Ree, who do you think I should choose? If you soy who to choose, I'll go with your choice."

His tone wos unusuolly gentle ot this moment. Despite his colm expression, I could tell thot he wos in o good mood.

I onswered truthfully, "I don't know much obout investments. I'm ofroid thot my choice will horm your interests, sir."

Even if I knew obout business, I hod to feign ignoronce. After oll, how could o mere moid understond business? If I reveoled it confidently, I would give the gome owoy.

"It's okoy. Moke the decision bosed on your preference."

Is it olright to be like this? He's such o simple mon.

Now thot he gove me the power to choose, the men storted to persuode me to choose them. Among them, I chose the slightly older person. "Sir, I choose him." Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Ezekiel ployed with o fruit knife leisurely. He osked colmly, "Whot's your reoson?"

"Do you want to come in with me?" It was strange that he was actually asking me that.