My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 215

"Love? Are you trying to shackle me in the name of love?" The man's question had always been sharp. His

merciless gaze landed upon Tracy and he uttered coldly, "Your love is a burden to me."

Trembling, she retreated and tripped on her foot. "Fine. Have it your way, then. I don't care who becomes the head

of the Hayes Family. Besides, Diego fits in that position better than I do. I've told you that I've never cared about my

family anyway. Do whatever you want!"

However, these words did not scratch the man's ears at all. Her love, ire, and grief resembled a clown dancing

before him. As such, he simply ordered, "Diego, don't ever bring her to me again. She's prohibited from Bryxton."

Tracy was shocked at that as she chuckled wryly. "What a cruel man. Don't worry. I don't care a fig about you

anymore!"

As of today, she was the only one who dared to speak that boldly to Shawn. Having said that, she took her leave

with a darkened expression, returning the silence to the air.

Once she left, Diego remarked, "It's a waste of energy to argue with her. Don't you know how that brat's temper

goes?"

"I don't even want to see her," replied Shawn disdainfully.

"She'll apologize to you after a while."

Shawn questioned back, "Have I ever taken my words back?"

Surprise clouded Diego's countenance. "Are you serious about what you've sai—"

Shawn got up from the chaise and voiced out his opinion, "Tracy isn't fit for the Hayes Family. She'll bring the family

down. You heard her. She's uninterested in the Hayes."

Diego elucidated, "She was just throwing a fit."

"Grown-ups should be responsible for their words and actions." Shawn then switched the topic since he did not wish

to discuss Tracy anymore. "Let's talk about the Saunders Family."

"To the study. It's hot out here," suggested Diego.

The weather was bearable, but he did not want to tan his fair skin. The group proceeded to the study room, where I

sat by the bed. Not long after, Diego shouted my name from downstairs.

I walked to the balcony and saw he was lying where Shawn was moments ago. His teeth held a cigarette as he

inquired, "I've asked Emma yesterday. She's still in Bryxton, so how about a trip with me?"

I had been traveling around for the past two days and had yet to recover from the fatigue. Furthermore, I would

like to spend more time with Shawn, so I refused, "I'm not going there for now."

He flashed a grin. "Shawn has something to do in Bryxton later. We can go to Emma first before meeting up with

him."

That piqued my interest. "What kind of plan he has there?"

Diego inhaled the tip of the cigarette with an intrigued expression. "The elders have spoken, so what else can he

do?" After a momentary pause, he smiled. "Maybe it's about him settling down."

The elders… I thought of the fact that Shawn's mother was residing in Bryxton. Did she call Sunny over for

something important?

"Stay here. I'll be right back," I told Diego.

I went into the room and tied my hair into a ponytail before looking for Shawn. He was currently painting in the

study room, so relaxed as ever. With my best coaxing skills, I nudged against him and tugged on his arm. "Sunny, I

heard from Diego that you're heading to Bryxton later in the afternoon. How about Diego and I come to you later

after we meet up with Emma?"

He put down the brush in his hand to caress my head out of habit. In a husky voice, he inquired, "It's been a long

day. Aren't you tired?"

I am, but I prefer staying next to him. I would love to accompany him wherever he goes.

I answered honestly, "I wanna stay with you."

The corner of his lips curled upward lazily when he heard that. His smiling face had always been this way—the

complete opposite of his rigid persona. At that moment, I could not rein in the urge to kiss the corner of his lips, so I

did.

Perhaps because he was not used to my advances, he pushed me into his embrace and chided gently, "Stop the

games." He was pampering me.

I smiled in reply. "You don't like it?"

Shawn responded with only silence, but I did not mind it. Lowering my gaze, I asked, "What are you painting?

Roses? But the petals are too little for that."

He explained, "Lisianthus."

"You are a talented one," I praised wholeheartedly.

He went speechless. Subsequently, he held the brush again and traced the vivid lines. Once he finished painting the

lisianthus, an hour had passed. It was only then he set down the brush. "You should change your clothes and find

Diego."

That meant he agreed to my trip to Bryxton, but I was feeling helpless at his suggestion of changing to another

outfit.

The tight dress on me was not even that revealing; it was just that its hem reached only until my thighs. It was an

ordinary outfit, yet he did not allow me to go out in it. I twirled in front of him and questioned on purpose, "What's

wrong with the dress? It's not that dirty."

Shawn narrowed his eyes. "You know what I mean. Change into a casual one. I'll bring you somewhere else

tonight."

"What kind of place requires us to dress up casually?" I gazed at him curiously.

Yet, he avoided my gaze and did not explain further. "Get changed. I'll contact you later at night."

He was a man who never said anything he did not wish to, so prying further would be a waste of energy. Hence, I

returned to the room.

After donning a white tracksuit, I went downstairs. Diego was surprised by how I dressed. "What's with the

tracksuit?"

I smiled. "Shawn's gonna take me somewhere tonight."

"Tsk, couples." There was no longer estrangement in his tone.

After giving it a second thought, I could not help but straighten things out. "About the Xenoses, I didn't go against

Shawn on purpose. Charles set me up."

Diego rose from the chair and comforted me. "The truth doesn't matter to me, and honestly, I built up the wall

between us because of Shawn, but he's willing to come back to you… Since he didn't take it to heart, I can't hold on

to that issue against you. After all, he is the one who's gonna spend his life with you. We just felt grievance for him.

I'm over it, but as for Kevin… Shawn has always been his first. It won't be easy to seek forgiveness from him."

I was aware of how Kevin put Shawn before himself on the priority list. Despite the despondent, I forced a smile. "I'll

explain everything to Kevin. I don't wanna put Shawn in a tough position."

Diego walked out of the door while talking, "Putting Shawn in a tough position? Everyone's afraid of him. No one

dares to mention a word about the matter, so he's free from that problem. If Kevin's still not gonna forgive you,

don't push yourself too hard."

I followed suit with a question in mind. "You're friends, so why are you afraid of him? It's