Chapter 135


    Chapter 135


    “Infact, I don’t want to be friends with you anymore,” Amy said.


    “All good. I don’t want to be friends with you anymore too.” Broderick motioned for her to get away from


    his car and she moved away. He got inside his car and started the ignition of the car, he lowered the


    window and said,” One more thing, I will send you and that bastard out of North Hill.”


    Fear gripped Amy’s heart as she heard him say this. Did he really have the capacity to send his brother


    out of North Hill? Thought they are equally powerful? Didn’t they both bear the surname, Alessandro?


    Broderick was almost driving away angrily but he remembered the day he sent Amy away angrily only for


    her to be a victim of kidnapper. No matter how angry he bes, he must always be rational and


    reasonable in thinking.


    “Get inside the car, I’ll drive you home.”


    “It’s not necessary anymore. Afterall, we are no longer friends.” “I brought you here so it’s my


    responsibility to take you back to your house, Miss Cleo,” Broderick said. This ce was too dangerous


    indeed. It will be better for him to drive her home. She got inside his car and he began to drive.


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    There was a weird silence between the both of them for the next fifty seconds that the car had been


    moving. The atmosphere in the car was too tense that Amy’s throat became very dry despite how cool


    the car was.


    “Mr. Broderick!” Amy nced at his angry but handsome side profile,” I made a little bit of research about


    yourte mistress and one of the things I found out was that she assured herself was that she will never


    forgive you unless you love her. Loving her is the only reward she want for the pain you have caused her


    in the past.”


    “How can I love her when she’s dead? She should have stayed alive and see if I won’t eventually love


    her. I’m broken and I’m just trying to gather the peices. It will definitely take me time. Also, I get angry


    easily, as you can see. I’m scared to even fall in love. I may just be hurting her everytime when I get


    angry. I’m working on myself and my character and that too…will take time.”


    “Why did you make so much research about myte mistress, though you seem so interested in her?”


    Broderick asked.


    “I looked like her and I know that many people in different asion will be deceived to think I am her. So


    I researched to know everything about her. It’s an harmless research.” Amy responded.


    The atmosphere between them was now bing less tense.


    “I think you need to work on your anger, Mr. Broderick. It’s so scary,” Amy added but Broderick didn’t say


    any word.


    “I won’t be able to attend your wedding with Theresa cause it’s on that same day that I’m getting married


    to Mr. Michael. I’m sorry!”


    Broderick remained quiet still and when Amy reasoned that he seemed not to be in a good mood, she


    stopped talking.


    His car soon pulled over before her house, Amy spoke again,” Mr. Broderick, you use to go


    everywhere you want to go with escorts, why are you suddenly driving alone? Isn’t it too dangerous for


    you?”


    “A dead man is not scared of death,” Broderick said and opened the door by her side,” you can get


    down. Don’t worry, after today, you won’t see me anymore.” Thosest words hold so much meaning that


    it gave Amy goosebumps, “what do you mean by yourst words? and why are you referring to yourself


    as a dead man?” Amy of course cared for him a lot, afterall, she loved him. But she had to hide her


    feelings until she was sure that he love her back. Only then can she reveal to him that she was actually


    Amy.


    “I stopped living ever since I found out that myte wife was a cheat. This is not whom I use to be, Miss.


    Cleo? If people who are close to me, expecially myte mum tells you about my personality when my


    late wife was alive, you will adore me so much. Did you know that some heartbreak don’t just break your


    heart? It actually damages it. When your heart is damaged, you can only live as a shadow of your true


    self,” Broderick said from a bitter heart.


    “You do not deserve a man like me, I’m not worthy of you. Now that I think of it, if we get close, I do not


    have the capacity to make you happy, all I can cause you is pain,” Broderick swallowed painfully, ‘if my


    brother will make you happy… go for him! I’ll let my already rupturing heart whither away.”


    Tears streamed down from Amy’s eyes as she heard him speak. How broken was this man?


    Amy ced his hand on his palm while looking at his blue eyes that was litered with agony, anguish and


    pain.


    “Seems you and your brother have a horrible past, would you like to tell me about it?” She asked.


    “Get out of my car, Miss. Cleo,” Broderick said, his anger taking over again.