Come Back to Me

Chapter 81 Doubt Of Death (Part One)

Brody's words made Tracy jaw drop. She looked up at him in disbelief, The second day of their marriage, she heard him quarrel over the phone with her father outside the study, and he never showed any respect to the way he addressed her father.

Was he out of his mind now?

Seeing that Tracy was staring at him as if he was a monster, Brody's face fell. He reached out his hand and rubbed her head pretending to be angry, and said harshly, "don't be angry."

His words snapped her out of her musings. Still recovering from the shock, she glared at him resentfully, and then looked at Horace with disgruntled eyes. "Daddy..."

"Stop it, Tracy. Behave yourself. Go home."

Seeing the indignant look on her face, Horace interrupted her.

Tracy closed her mouth, feeling sulky inside. She guessed that Brody must have set a trap for her.

He was such a cunning man that he only tricked others.

Tracy was sitting in front of her bed sulking. Just as she was about to go to bed without saying a word, Brody reached out his hand under her armpit and pulled her out of the chair. He said to her as if she was a child, "don't be naughty. Go back to your room for lunch. Let dad have a good rest."

Hearing that, Tracy was so angry that her body almost trembled. She had no idea that Brody was good at acting.

She stood straight and raised her head. She glared at him and said, "you don't have to pretend to be a good man."

'you shameless son of a bitch!'.

How long would it take to pull this thought out of his head.

How he wish he could strangle you the next second and then come closer to you the next second. '.

Without any irritation, Brody just smiled at her.

Seeing him in a good temper, Tracy simply turned her head and left, Brody was caught off guard. He didn't stop her.

In a moment of desperation, he turned around, glanced at Horace coldly, and walked out without saying anything.

As soon as Tracy walked out of the hospital, her arm was grasped by Brody, who was running after her from behind.

"Stop!"

He gripped her arm and ordered angrily.

Tracy stopped and turned to look at him with a mocking face, "Brody, if you want to be an actress, you must be a first-class one in the country, and maybe you will also receive special compensation?"

Why was he so respectful to her father? What a big joke.

They should hate each other very much when they meet.

Brody was no longer as mild as before, but as serious and dignified as ever. "You should be in happy if I and your father break up into a family. But look at you..."

Brody turned his head to one side and stared at her face with dark eyes.

Raising her eyes, Tracy glared at his arrogant face.

"You don't seem happy. Maybe the moment you're more willing to see the tension between your father and I break out,"

His deep eyes fixed on her angry little face, and the expression on her face became more unpredictable.

"You must have played some dirty tricks to reach an agreement with my father."

Tracy was so angry that she almost shouted out.

She said firmly.

At the same time, her loud voice attracted many people's attention, they looked around.

She shut her mouth in astonishment, but when she looked at Brody, the anger on her face didn't decrease at all, instead, it got worse.

Seeing that she was out of breath, Brody pulled her hand angrily.

He thrust her thin body into the car and slammed the door.

When Tracy came to her senses and was about to open the door and get off, the door on the other side of Brody had already been closed. He didn't even wait for her to open the door, but he already start driving.

"Stop, I don't want to go back..."

Not to be outdone, Tracy plucked the sleeve of his hand that was holding the steering wheel.

"Brody Ye!"

Tracy raised her voice and shouted with fury.

Brody didn't stop the car when he saw Tracy's angry face with a frown. Instead, he just stared at her face with his dangerous black eyes.

"Shut up."

Brody rebuked Tracy coldly, losing his patience.

Being reluctant to let her go, Tracy grabbed his arm tightly and said, "stop the car. I don't want to go back Put me down. "

She shouted madly, At the same time, he was driving the car, with his head tilted to one side angrily and eyes fixed on Tracy.

"Tell me, what on earth did you do to cheat my father? What kind of agreement have you reached?"

Tracy insisted. They had reached an agreement.

She knew what kind of person Brody was. As far as he was concerned, his father was his sworn enemy. They couldn't live in peace with each other. And he respected his father so much.

She couldn't figure out any reason except that he played tricks.

Brody wouldn't let his "enemy" go easily.

His forced to marry Tracy out of revenge at the very beginning. He couldn't wait to marry her.

Now that he had seen his real "enemy", the hatred had disappeared. How could she not be suspicious.

But Brody didn't move his eyes away from Tracy. He was still staring at her. Outside his car, there was a regular honk, reminding him of the walking route of his car.

At the same time, Tracy also noticed the sharp horn outside the car. She calmed down a bit, lowered her voice and looked at him, "Brody, stop the car first. It's very dangerous."

He was driving, but he was staring at her. It was really dangerous.

However, as if Brody didn't hear Tracy's warning, Brody stared at her coldly and asked in a hardly dreadful tone, "do you really want to hear it?"

After a moment's consideration, Tracy answered firmly, "yes, I hate you, Brody Ye. Please tell me frankly who you are." Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

She looked so resolute that Brody could not help sneering.

"I hope you can tell the truth," Tracy added

She stared at him and observed his facial expressions. Brody never blinked when he lied.

Not to mention, blushing, heartbeat.

Brody's dark eyes darkened and he bit his lips, while the black fiend looked at Tracy's face without saying a word.

Tracy clenched her fists uneasily and forced herself to look right into his eyes.

"Beep -"

A sharp horn sound arose. The power of the horn could be sensed even through the glass.

Tracy was shocked, her face horribly pale.

"Brody Ye."

She screamed out nervously.

Slightly twitching his handsome face, Brody dodged an oncoming car in a calm manner.

He got close to the car and almost hit another truck.

The car braked all of a sudden, and Tracy bumped forward.

"Well..." She covered her belly and cried out.

The pain almost took her breath away.

Fortunately, the car stopped safely at that critical moment.

The thrilling scene attracted many onlookers. Brody pulled the car aside and made way for them.

After the car stopped, he leaned heavily against the desk and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head subconsciously to look at the frowning Tracy.

"Does it hurt? Where did you get hit? "

He stretched out his long arm towards Tracy. He helped her up nervously.

Bearing severe pain, Tracy sat up straight under the comfort of Brody.

"Are you okay?"

Brody nervously put his big hand on her lower abdomen and rubbed it for her.

Feeling the sharp pain, Tracy frowned and didn't answer his question.

"Say something. Do you have a stomachache?"