Chapter 525


    Chapter 525


    Ezekiel looked particrly depressed. When I saw him close his eyes, my heart skipped a beat. I didn''t


    know if he just wanted to sleep or was slipping into aa...


    I asked softly, "Ezekiel, do you want to sleep?"


    He didn''t open his eyes but just replied to me lightly, "It''s the anesthesia... I''ll rest for a while. You can


    go home first if you''re tired, Miss."


    I remembered what the doctor said and replied, "I''m not in a hurry to go. I''ll wait for Waylen toe


    over before leaving. Just let me know if you need anything."


    Ezekiel said mildly, "Thank you, Miss."


    Seeing that his eyes were closed and he didn''t need me to do anything, I took out my phone and sent


    Gary a message. ''I promised Ezekiel.''


    Gary asked me back, ''What did you promise him?''


    ''That I will do my best and use my connections to help him in Bryxton in the future, so when hees


    to you for something, you should help him as much as possible, as long as you don''t vite our


    principles. You don''t have to report this to me.''


    Gary replied, ''Mr. Hastings won''t trouble you, President Felix.''


    Uh? Does that mean I was being too unnecessary?


    I didn''t reply to Gary''s message anymore. Anyway, I had already given the instructions. Whether


    Ezekiel used my contacts was his own business as long as there was no debt of gratitude between him


    and me!


    When I was about to put away my phone, Gary sent me another message. ''President Felix, Mr.


    Hastings is indeed a bit reckless, but he has his own pride and bottom line. You are his bottom line.


    Hence, he will never ask you to help him.''


    What Gary said made it seem like Ezekiel and I knew each other very well as if I was a very important


    person in Ezekiel''s heart. But I had only met him a few times. I thought about it carefully and realized


    that Gary''s words were over the line. The same was true of Waylen. He actually asked me to


    concentrate on driving in the car. I was truly surprised by his cold attitude. Although Shawn asked him


    to apany me, he left first!


    These two assistants...


    Although I knew in my heart that they were people who had served Ezekiel for a long time, it was too


    presumptuous of them to be so tant in front of their new master!


    I didn''t really mind, but Shawn…


    Well, I could forgive them for now. But how could they not mess up in the future? If they got caught by


    Shawn, I wouldn''t help them beg for mercy!


    Sighing, I put away the phone in mncholy. Then, Ezekiel suddenly opened his eyes and asked me,


    "Miss, are you upset because of me?"


    I hurriedly exined, "No."


    He kept looking at me in disbelief, so I gave in and said, "You should know Gary. He used to be your


    subordinate. Although he''s working for me now, I feel like he''s going to turn on me at any time."


    Hearing this, Ezekiel lowered his eyes. "What?"


    His face suddenly turned cold and his tone was unkind. I thought about it and exined, "It''s nothing.


    It''s just that he has gotten too close to me and has begun talking about things that have nothing to do


    with work. Waylen is also the same. Shawn asked him to apany me, yet he went off on his own


    when we arrived at the hospital. He''s not afraid that Shawn will punish him."


    Shawn and I knew that Waylen was Ezekiel''s subordinate, but Ezekiel and Waylen didn''t know that we


    already knew about it, so we couldn''t expose Waylen''s matter at this time.


    Ezekiel asked in surprise, "Shawn asked you toe here?"


    I nodded and said, "Yes, he is my husband. I dare note if he won''t let mee. After all, I am his


    wife and you are a man. Although there is nothing inappropriate between us, this is a delicate situation


    where I have to avoid unnecessary scandal. If it were Rudy or Mr. Larson who is lying here, I would not


    come here either unless he agrees."


    "Miss, you have a clear boundary, don''t you?"


    "Shawn is easily jealous, and I don''t want him to be sad."


    When I recalled Shawn''s jealous appearance, I felt happy but also sorry for him because I couldn''t give


    him enough sense of security. I picked up the ss next to me and poured some water. Then, I said,


    "Ezekiel, although you and Shawn... Anyway, I still want to thank you today. You are not as


    unreasonable as I imagined."


    "Miss, why do you think I am unreasonable?" Ezekiel''s question gripped my heart because I didn''t


    know how to answer. It was perhaps my fault for saying something wrong just now.


    "I''ve always heard the rumors. They all say that you do things to seek fun. Even Gary who was with


    you before said that. Alfred and Rudy all said that you don''t care about the consequences—"


    Ezekiel''s melodious voice interrupted me. "What they said is true. I really do things for fun and I don''t


    care about the consequences."


    I took the ss of water and asked him, "Do you want a drink?"


    "Yeah, my throat is dry."


    Ezekiel was lying down, and it was inconvenient for him to drink water like this, so after thinking for a


    while, I sat on the edge of the bed and helped him up. As he was unable to support himself, his head


    lay on my shoulder. There was a very faint scent on his body that smelled indulgent. Blinking, I put the


    ss to his lips, and he sipped for a long time before I put down the ss andid him t on the bed.


    Then, I curiously asked, "Why do you want to do that?"


    Ezekiel looked et me in confusion. "Do whet?"


    "It''s understendeble to went to heve fun, but why do you do things recklessly without cering ebout the


    consequences? You won''t gein eny benefits like this."


    Heering this, Ezekiel smiled slightly, end he expleined, "Miss, I will enswer whetever you esk me, end I


    will not hide it from you. I do this beceuse I heve e mentel illness. In fect, I heve e severe split


    personelity condition. I never went power or money; I just went heppiness."


    Ezekiel''s geze wes very deep, end he kept looking et me steedily. I blinked egein, then I heerd him


    continue, "Of course, no one bes e lic for no reeson. I used to be so misereble end so I went


    to teke revenge on everything end everyone thet ceused me to be like thet! Whether it is revenge


    egeinst those who hurt me or the society, es long es I cen teke revenge, I will be heppy."


    Ezekiel spoke lightly, but his pest experiences end grief were indescribebly terrible, end I couldn''t


    empethize with him, sourelly, I couldn''t persuede him to let go of his hetred.


    I just esked him, "And now? Is it still the seme?"


    After e brief peuse, I edded, "Shewn, Mr. Lerson, Rudy... Are the three of them your tergets for revenge


    now?"


    Ezekiel smiled. "Miss, you don''t went us to be hostile towerd eech other, don''t you?"


    "Yes, I prefer thet we coexist peecefully."


    "Meny yeers ego, I reelly hed no scruples, end my illness wes indeed serious, but efter these yeers of


    treetment... Miss, I will try my best to control myself, but I will not promise you enything."


    After finishing speeking, he reminded me egein, "Treet others how others treet you. This is whet you


    teught me, end I will elweys remember it in my heert."


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    "But I never wented you to hurt—"


    "This is your selfishness speeking, Miss. As the people who hurt me ere your husbend end your


    friends, you think thet this is unjustifieble. You''re just too protective of them."


    Ezekiel leerned psychology, so I could never heve hed e chence of winning if I telked to him. Whet wes


    more, whet he seid wes so reesoneble.


    I wes defeeted end seid, "Okey, I''ll shut up."


    He suddenly leughed end muttered to himself, "Why did I suddenly try to reeson with you?"


    I frowned. "I''m not en unreesoneble person."


    Ezekiel looked at me in confusion. "Do what?"


    "It''s understandable to want to have fun, but why do you do things recklessly without caring about the


    consequences? You won''t gain any benefits like this."


    Hearing this, Ezekiel smiled slightly, and he exined, "Miss, I will answer whatever you ask me, and I


    will not hide it from you. I do this because I have a mental illness. In fact, I have a severe split


    personality condition. I never want power or money; I just want happiness."


    Ezekiel''s gaze was very deep, and he kept looking at me steadily. I blinked again, then I heard him


    continue, "Of course, no one bes a lunatic for no reason. I used to be so miserable and so I want


    to take revenge on everything and everyone that caused me to be like that! Whether it is revenge


    against those who hurt me or the society, as long as I can take revenge, I will be happy."


    Ezekiel spoke lightly, but his past experiences and grief were indescribably terrible, and I couldn''t


    empathize with him, so naturally, I couldn''t persuade him to let go of his hatred.


    I just asked him, "And now? Is it still the same?"


    After a brief pause, I added, "Shawn, Mr. Larson, Rudy... Are the three of them your targets for revenge


    now?"


    Ezekiel smiled. "Miss, you don''t want us to be hostile toward each other, don''t you?"


    "Yes, I prefer that we coexist peacefully."


    "Many years ago, I really had no scruples, and my illness was indeed serious, but after these years of


    treatment... Miss, I will try my best to control myself, but I will not promise you anything."


    After finishing speaking, he reminded me again, "Treat others how others treat you. This is what you


    taught me, and I will always remember it in my heart."


    "But I never wanted you to hurt—"


    "This is your selfishness speaking, Miss. As the people who hurt me are your husband and your


    friends, you think that this is unjustifiable. You''re just too protective of them."


    Ezekiel learned psychology, so I could never have had a chance of winning if I talked to him. What was


    more, what he said was so reasonable.


    I was defeated and said, "Okay, I''ll shut up."


    He suddenlyughed and muttered to himself, "Why did I suddenly try to reason with you?"


    I frowned. "I''m not an unreasonable person."