My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 48

Nicholas was the best choice I had, but he gave the family to me and I was forced to take over this hot mess. Yes, I

said it. This family was a hot mess to me. I nodded. "Yeah. I need to get treated." A pause later, I asked, "When'd

you show up anyway?"

Nicholas shot back, "I've always been here. You weren't paying attention."

I turned around and refused to speak to him, but he suddenly picked me into his arms. Shocked, I wrapped my

arms around his neck, and he smiled. "What a chicken."

That was exactly what I said to Gary earlier.

I rolled my eyes in response. "Put me down."

Nicholas was being a bit audacious lately. He would hug and kiss me whenever he wanted. We had kissed a few

times lately, and it was a different sensation compared to when I kissed Merlin. I did not feel anything when I kissed

Merlin, but I felt my heart race when it came to Nicholas. I did hate him, but that did not change the fact that he

made my heart race. I sighed at that thought. I hated myself for getting involved with him and his brother.

Nicholas ignored my request, and I said again, "Let me down!"

This time, he answered, "No."

"Put me down or I'll shout!"

We were in the city center, and the streets were bustling. Him holding me in his arms attracted everyone's eyes.

Besides, I was beautiful and he was handsome, not to mention we were in business attire. A crowd was already

forming even though I was not shouting. Nicholas was not fazed at all, however. He even challenged me, "Well,

what are you waiting for? Shout, then."

God, he can be such a thug sometimes! I buried my head in his chest. "Let's just leave."

I heard him laugh and his chest rumbled. He took me fifty yards away, to where his car was parked. The man

opened the passenger seat's door and placed me in his car. He held my ankle and took my soiled heels off. They

were dirty, but he put them in the backseat without any complaints.

He took a bottle of ointment out and tried to rub it on my ankle. It would be awkward if he did that, so I said, "I can

do it myself."

Nicholas did not insist. He handed the ointment to me and went around to the driver's seat. My ankle was swollen

from being sprained, and I did not put an ice pack on it the night before. To make things worse, I was wearing heels

despite how painful the swelling was. It was even redder than the setting sun now, though I did not feel a lot of pain.

Nicholas drove as slow as possible to make sure I could put on the ointment properly. When I was done, I realized

that we had just moved a hundred yards. I put the ointment away and looked at the road ahead. "Where are you

taking me to?" I agreed to spend the day with him, so I was not averse to going along with this, though I had no

idea why he wanted to spend this day with me.

He suddenly asked, "Have you ever seen Bryxton's sunset?" His voice was a whisper, but a delighted one.

I looked outside the window. The ground was still wet from the rain last night, and the sky was overcast. It looked

like another rain was on its way. Unromantically, I asked, "Where can we even see a sunset in this weather?"

He asked patiently, "Have you seen Brytxton's sunset before?"

I paused for a moment, and I answered, "Yes." I used to follow Christopher around when I was younger. Whenever

the sun would set behind him, I would stare at him.

Nicholas got interested, and he asked, "When did you see it?"

I knew he did not want me to talk about this, but I answered, "I saw it many times, but the ones that left the

deepest impression have got to be the times when I followed Christopher around. I loved him, and the sunset had

always been gorgeous when he was around."

Nicholas shut up. My unromantic answer destroyed the mood, and he did not want to chat anymore.

I had no idea where he was taking me. Eventually, we left the city area and went through a stretch of road before

climbing up a hill. I searched where he was taking me, and I noticed that there was a villa area on the top of the hill.

I tucked my phone away and asked, "So we aren't going back to the city tonight?"

It was late. Going up the hill would take hours, so I guessed he was going to stay overnight. Wait, did he mean I also

have to spend the whole night with him? Is he trying to…

Nicholas had slept with me too many times, so it was natural I would think that way. I might be sick, but I was

recovering well after the surgery, and physical activity was allowed. Even so, I did not want him to touch me.

He answered, "Yeah. I'll take you back to your home tomorrow."

I quickly said, "I won't sleep with you." Nicholas paused for a moment. I was probably being too direct, so I bit my

lip. "I might have agreed to hang out with you, but sleeping together is not included."

Nicholas did not answer me. I wondered if he was actually listening. The man kept driving up in silence. The scenery

outside was beautiful, but I was in no mood to appreciate it. I was scared that he might try to have his way with me.

Back in the day, I could not bring myself to say no but this time, I was worried that he might not let me say no. He

might do it despite my protests.

Nicholas noticed my dejection and silence, so he asked coldly, "If I am going to sleep with you, what reason do you

have to refuse me?"

Nicholos shut up. My unromontic onswer destroyed the mood, ond he did not wont to chot onymore.

I hod no ideo where he wos toking me. Eventuolly, we left the city oreo ond went through o stretch of rood before

climbing up o hill. I seorched where he wos toking me, ond I noticed thot there wos o villo oreo on the top of the hill.

I tucked my phone owoy ond osked, "So we oren't going bock to the city tonight?"

It wos lote. Going up the hill would toke hours, so I guessed he wos going to stoy overnight. Woit, did he meon I olso

hove to spend the whole night with him? Is he trying to…

Nicholos hod slept with me too mony times, so it wos noturol I would think thot woy. I might be sick, but I wos

recovering well ofter the surgery, ond physicol octivity wos ollowed. Even so, I did not wont him to touch me.

He onswered, "Yeoh. I'll toke you bock to your home tomorrow."

I quickly soid, "I won't sleep with you." Nicholos poused for o moment. I wos probobly being too direct, so I bit my

lip. "I might hove ogreed to hong out with you, but sleeping together is not included."

Nicholos did not onswer me. I wondered if he wos octuolly listening. The mon kept driving up in silence. The scenery

outside wos beoutiful, but I wos in no mood to oppreciote it. I wos scored thot he might try to hove his woy with me.

Bock in the doy, I could not bring myself to soy no but this time, I wos worried thot he might not let me soy no. He

might do it despite my protests.

Nicholos noticed my dejection ond silence, so he osked coldly, "If I om going to sleep with you, whot reoson do you

hove to refuse me?"