My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 73

I never thought Christopher would call me at this hour, let alone directly ask me where I was.

Did he know that I was fighting with Nicholas?

I reached out and wiped my tears. Before I could speak, Christopher answered my question, "Nicholas told Olivia about the fight, and Olivia told me—"

Seemingly hearing my suppressed crying, Christopher paused and asked softly, "Little girl, are you crying?"

I quickly hung up on Christopher and hurriedly got up to find my car. I wanted to drive back to Felix's Villa, but it was filled with the memories I had made with Nicholas the past two days.

When I was devastated, my phone rang again.

The caller was still Christopher.

He kept calling when I needed help, even after I hung up on him.

I needed warmth and company now, so I wanted to catch the tenderness he tossed me. However, I understood that I must not get involved with him anymore.

I didn't want to use him as my backup.

Besides, Olivia had a crush on Christopher too.

I knew where our boundaries lay.

I didn't answer Christopher's call. I was slumped over the steering wheel sadly, but I felt I had done nothing wrong.

I heaved a big sigh. As I was feeling some pain, I hurriedly took the anticancer drug, and it took me a long while to feel better.

I closed my eyes and cleared my mind.

After a long while, a faint light came in from the car window. I opened my eyes and found that dawn had arrived.

I rolled down the car window and was stunned when I saw the man at the intersection.

Although he had the same face as Nicholas, I could easily distinguish the twins now. It was because Christopher had a cold but gentle aura that was comforting.

When did Christopher arrive?

His eyes were on me the whole time.

I was stunned as I sat in the car, not knowing what to say at the moment. He raised the corner of his lips and said gently, "Are you hungry?"

I pursed my lips and said, "A little."

I didn't want to mess with him.

It was because I chose Nicholas a few days ago, so I tried to stay away from Christopher.

I had to keep a great distance from him.

However, I never thought that we would meet again. He even silently protected me as he stood next to my car.

It was a lie to say that I was not moved.

It was because Christopher was always special to me.

I got out of the car and asked, "When did you arrive?"

"Last night, after you fell asleep."

His answer was vague. I spent a long time asleep until sunrise.

"How did you know I was here?"

Christopher's gaze was like the galaxy, and I was just an insignificant being underneath the stars. I retracted my gaze and heard his low voice, "I didn't really use my power to do anything. However, it's

easy for me to find anyone. Ree, I am not as weak as you think." Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You—"

"I am not a mere pianist."

"Christopher, what have you been through all these years?"

I tried to be as calm as possible as I asked those unrelated questions. I did not ask about Nicholas as I wanted to pretend nothing had happened. Christopher didn't ask me what happened last night either.

He had always been understanding.

"Travel around the world and meet powerful individuals."

This was the answer Christopher gave me.

I walked to him, and he turned his body around to let me through. I walked past him and said, "What would you like to eat? My treat."

We were back in the same state as yesterday—familiar with each other but were strangers at the same time.

We kept our distance.

Christopher took me to a nearby restaurant. He ordered a bowl of soup for me. While waiting for the soup, I asked him, "How is your mother? I saw your father went to Goldshore yesterday."

Christopher's tone was calm. "She is alright. She had the surgery last night and needs to be observed for a few days, but she should be fine."

"Why don't you return to Goldshore too?"

I didn't know what to talk about, so I asked him casually.

Christopher pondered for a while and said frankly, "I haven't seen my father since I was young, so I am not close to him. I don't want my mom to be embarrassed, so I didn't return to Goldshore."

I asked curiously, "Why would she feel embarrassed? Will you fight with your father when you two meet?"

Christopher shook his head and asked me, "Do you think I like to fight?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "My father doesn't like me and he always picks on me. I think we are natural arch-enemies."

I don't think Chairman Forger will childishly pick on his son, will he?

Despite what I thought, I was not there when it happened. I couldn't assume everything about it.

However, Christopher didn't tell me that he returned to Goldshore last night and was standing outside the operation room. He immediately came over after receiving Olivia's call early this morning.

Neither of us was a good talker. Fortunately, our meal arrived, so Christopher and I lowered our heads

and concentrated on eating.

He didn't eat much as he put down his fork after a few bites.

I asked curiously, "Is that enough?"

He smiled and said, "I'm not hungry."

I hummed and lowered my head to continue eating. Christopher asked me calmly, "Renee, are you unhappy with him?"

He sensed my sadness.

I put down my spoon and looked up at Christopher. "Did anyone tell you anything?"

He shook his head and said, "Nothing."

I pursed my lips and didn’t speak. Christopher suddenly raised his hand and attempted to hold my hand on the table. Just as I realized his intentions, he paused as I was thinking of pulling back my hand.

His pale palm stopped in the air and never went any further. He knew his place and didn't embarrass me or indulge himself.

In the end, he slowly retracted his hand. "You have been a forbearance girl since you were young. You were only fourteen years old when you met me. You were just a child, and you kept tailing me. I noticed your feelings. However, I didn't stop you. I was reluctant to stop you, even. I thought the little girl was sad, as if she had lost something important. Until—"

He paused. His voice was soft like the spring rain when he said, "Until you asked me if I could play Street Where Wind Resides."

I had never heard him say so much, and I had never heard him explain his past.

I thought he never remembered me, but now…

I clenched my spoon as the ripples in my heart got intense. The sadness in the depth of my heart seemed to be appeased in an instant.

"It's a sad song and I immediately guessed your mind. So, the next day I played the song as you wished." He raised his eyebrows and said gently, "The street is where the wind resides. However, the wind is just a passerby. When it passed by, it left nothing on the street, yet took away a fallen leaf. It was the heart of the little girl that cared. Renee, I don't want to see you being sad."