My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 68

I walked through the alleyway with an umbrella. When I returned to my car, I was still feeling depressed. I never thought my parents would oppress Quinn by forcing her to donate her kidney.

She was just a child.

A child about my age.

However, our fates were worlds apart as we had different births.

Gary noticed that I was in a low mood. He drove the car and softly asked me, "President Felix, did something happen?"

I shook my head and said, "It's fine."

At the entrance, I saw a woman wearing a floral dress that looked like Quinn. An inexplicable fear arose in my heart.

I didn't know what I was afraid of.

Maybe it was the guilt.

I had asked Leon if that was Quinn, but he denied. "Quinn is overseas."

However, that woman was similar to Quinn. At the same time, she was Leon's lover.

I instantly understood Leon had always loved Quinn, which was why he left the Felix Family.

Because of that love, he found a similar-looking woman as his lover. I then asked Leon, "Will you find Quinn?"

He answered, "I will never do that."

He would not go looking for Quinn. I dared not ask him why, but I knew he would never forgive the Felix Family.

Gary asked me, "Are we returning to Bryxton?"

Olivia was still in the hospital in this town, so I asked him to take me there. When I arrived, I let him wait for me at the entrance.

I was wearing a long, thick down coat as I walked into the elevator and went to the fourth floor. As soon as I left the elevator, I saw a straight back.

Christopher was standing at the entrance of Olivia's ward.

He seemed hesitant to go in.

Just as I was about to say hello, he pushed open the door and went in. I heard Olivia calling out to him in a surprised tone.

"How's the injury?"

His voice was warm, but it carried a hint of coolness.

Olivia replied obediently, "The doctor said it's no big deal. It was a bit painful, but I can forget all the pain if I can see you."

Christopher suddenly said, "She asked me to visit you."

I was startled. Then, I understood that he was referring to me. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

I didn't expect Christopher to be so honest.

Maybe I shouldn't have called him after all.

Olivia was disappointed upon hearing that. "Renee, you mean?"

"I don't care about anyone except her."

His words are too harsh!

He explained calmly, "I don't want to disappoint her, not even a bit. You should understand what I mean."

"I know. You're leaving me."

There was sadness in Olivia's tone. Then, I heard her mournfully ask, "Do you really love her?"

Her question was too direct. Deep down, I felt immoral to stand here and eavesdrop.

Besides, I didn't want to know the answer anymore.

I hurriedly left and went to the corridor. As I looked at the clear sky after the rain, the sadness in my heart gradually disappeared. I would investigate Quinn's case only after I returned to Bryxton.

It didn't take long for Christopher to come out from Olivia's ward. He didn't look surprised when he saw me outside.

He seemed to face everything calmly.

I explained with a smile, "I just went to the police station to settle some matters, so I decided to visit Olivia before returning to Bryxton."

Christopher hummed and said, "Go."

His tone was calm.

As if it was a lie that he only cared about me, as he said earlier.

I stopped my thoughts and walked past Christopher, thereafter entering the ward. Olivia was quite surprised to see me. "Renee, you're here too."

I smiled and said, "I saw your brother outside."

I was afraid she misunderstood my words, so I explained it again, "I was in the police station to deal with something. After that, I wanted to visit you, so here I am."

She seemed to understand my intention, so she thanked me. "If it wasn't for you, he wouldn't have visited me."

What's the point of Christopher's visit?

She only heard him saying a few unkind words.

I regret making that call now.

I sat next to Olivia and asked her about her condition, and she said optimistically, "It's all good. I'll return to Bryxton in a few days. I plan to listen to Nick and stay in the company to learn the business. This is my responsibility as a part of Forger."

That's true. Olivia is still a part of the Forgers.

I clenched her hand and said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

Forgive me for calling him.

"Renee, what are you talking about? If it wasn't for me back then, you and Chris would … You never blamed me, so you shouldn't apologize. It's me who should apologize to you."

Everyone had their means to get love.

I forgave Olivia because she risked her life to save mine.

"Then, let's forgive each other."

I asked her curiously, "Why did you follow me last night?"

Olivia licked her lips and explained, "I was touched after you said those words to me yesterday. You were looking out for me. However, I was being selfish to you. I wanted to catch up with you to tell you the truth, but you were walking to a secluded place instead. I feared you would be in danger walking alone, so I have been guarding behind you."

"Thank you, Olivia."

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When I left the ward, I didn't see Christopher on the same floor. I pursed my lips and thought, Did he leave the hospital?

Did he come here on a plane just to visit Olivia for a few minutes?

When I went downstairs, I was startled to see him standing tall and straight at the entrance. I realized that he was waiting for me.

The rain had eased off, and all that left was a breeze and drizzle.

Christopher wore a thin suit with a milky white shirt and a Rolex on his wrist.

He was very tall. He had trimmed the black fringe of his, revealing a smooth forehead. He was holding a large bamboo umbrella at this time, and his eyes were flickering as if they contained thousands of stars.

The vast stars in his eyes were the pure land I had never been to before, and I was not worthy of having them now.

I had fallen in love with another man.

A man who looked exactly like him.

I betrayed my obsession and I crossed my pure love.

However, currently, I am happy.

I am thankful to Christopher for letting me meet Nicholas.

He showed me the way to love.

I approached hesitantly and said, "Christopher."

He smiled and asked, "Would you like to have a walk with me?"

I should have immediately left as my car was parked outside the hospital. However, it was too hurtful to

do that.

I smiled and said, "Sure."

He held his umbrella and covered me. We walked along the road, and there happened to be a café nearby.

I proposed to go to the café, and he did not refuse.

As soon as we walked into the café, we heard a pleasant piano playing. I followed the music and found someone playing the piano at the front.

Seeing my curiosity, the waiter smiled, "We have a daily event. The one with the better playing will have a free meal. The gentleman on the stage has defeated many opponents."

I asked curiously, "How do you decide the winner?"

"You need the audience's vote."

I hummed and said, "We'll have two cups of the Green Mountain Coffee."

Christopher and I sat in the innermost seat. Although we were silent, we were comfortable with each other.

After the coffee was served, I pointed to the piano player and commented, "He has great skill, but lacks emotions in his playing."

Christopher asked softly, "How so?"

"He didn't express the emotion of this piece, which is boring. He is just showing off his skills; I would say he is mid-level."

I have been learning the piano for years. Although I was not as good as Christopher, I could teach and evaluate the quality of the playing.

"Well, why not have a go?"

I looked at the piano and said, "You think we can have an easy cup of coffee? This café is well decorated; the pianos are all Karlstein pianos made in Germany. The owner must be rich if they can open a café shop with luxury pianos. I think he is secretly a master in piano, and he will show up in person if someone manages to defeat the pianist."

Christopher asked fondly, "What are you afraid of?"

I instinctively looked at him, "Huh?"

"Little girl, you have me."

I suddenly realized I had a world-renowned pianist with me, and we could have a free cup of coffee today.

However, he still asked me to play first.

I hesitated because I had never played the piano before him. It was the same feeling as a student who

was going to play before a teacher. Nine years ago, he was the piano teacher in the next class, and I was just a student.

He encouraged me. "Play it for me."

I was still hesitant. At that, the pianist had finished playing. The waiter looked at the customers and asked, "Does anyone want to challenge him? If there isn't, then the winner for today's—"

At this moment, Christopher raised his hand to indicate, "Here."

He pushed me out.

He had put me on the spot. While walking to the piano, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo glanced at me.

He was wearing formal clothes—a tuxedo.

It was worn for significant parties and performances.

I could guess his identity.

I nervously sat at the piano, looking at Christopher with uneasy eyes. He smiled gently at me.

Olivia said that he was an aloof man.

However, he always smiled at me.

All his tenderness seemed to be given only to me.

I didn't know what piece to play. I had the song Street Where Wind Resides in my mind. However, I had a problem with this piece since I heard about Quinn and my mother. I didn't want to touch this piece again.

However, this was the only song that linked Cristopher and me together.

He played the song Street Where Wind Resides for me again and again. This time, I would return the favor to him. After this, we would be even.

The familiar melody came out. I had played it too many times, so I didn't even have to look at the keys as I played it with my eyes closed.

When I opened my eyes, I met Christopher's gaze.

His gaze was light but full of memories.

I had a secret hidden in my heart.

I loved Christopher for nine years.

I kept tailing him when I was young.

When I was older, I became his brother's wife.

My fate ended with Christopher Forger nine years ago.