My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 152

It wasn't hard to understand what he meant by leaving the Xenos Family.

I asked Shawn, "Why so sudden…"

The lobby was filled with people, and it was filled with youthful vigor as people danced together. The disco music

blasted in the speakers as bright lights swept in our direction on the third floor.

Shawn's side profile illuminated by the dazzling lights was enchanting to my eyes.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "She threw everything away to come here when dad was ill."

No wonder he decided to come here. His birth mother was here in the city. How could he not come? So, I asked him

worriedly, "Then what are your plans?"

"I've already met her just now. She was unwilling to come back with me, and also—"

He halted mid-sentence and asked me, "Are you not going to play anymore?"

I nuzzled my head against his chest and explained, "Emma's playing for me."

"You should stay with them for a little while longer."

I looked at him with concern. "What about you?"

"I'm waiting for someone. There's something I need to discuss with them."

I couldn't bother him since he had something to do. So I reluctantly returned to the room where I saw Emma losing

yet another round. Diego smirked at his win and exclaimed, "Thanks, girlie."

Emma smiled, "It's fine since it's not my money anyway."

The cheques they were using all had Shawn's name on them.

I walked over to Emma's side and asked, "How much did you lose?"

However, she tilted her head slightly and replied mischievously, "I won't lose."

Diego joked, "She's just too stubborn to admit defeat."

Emma smiled slightly without saying anything.

She didn't ask me if I wanted to continue playing. Seeing that she wanted to play, I didn't speak up. Instead, I

glanced at Morgan, who had a terrible expression on her face.

After a few rounds, I realized that she was losing on purpose. She would bet on a small amount of money and pass

out a good card at the very last round. Gradually, everyone began to realize something was wrong.

Diego was the first to speak up as his eyes narrowed at the game, "Girlie, you're one ambitious little thing. I'll give

you that!"

But Emma only said, "It's just good luck."

Suddenly, Morgan, who had been quiet all this time, said, "I've never won a single match against Emma."

Then, she paused before reminding everyone, "She won't be content with just being the winner."

Ian asked curiously as he passed out another card, "Then, what else is she planning to do?"

Morgan gave a quick glance at Emma, who had a nonchalant expression on her face, before sighing, "She's a pro

when it comes to humiliating others."

Diego raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "Why are you describing the girl like she's a villain? Besides, the four of us

are just playing a card game. How is she going to humiliate us?"

It wesn't herd to understend whet he meent by leeving the Xenos Femily.

I esked Shewn, "Why so sudden…"

The lobby wes filled with people, end it wes filled with youthful vigor es people denced together. The disco music

blested in the speekers es bright lights swept in our direction on the third floor.

Shewn's side profile illumineted by the dezzling lights wes enchenting to my eyes.

He nerrowed his eyes slightly end seid, "She threw everything ewey to come here when ded wes ill."

No wonder he decided to come here. His birth mother wes here in the city. How could he not come? So, I esked him

worriedly, "Then whet ere your plens?"

"I've elreedy met her just now. She wes unwilling to come beck with me, end elso—"

He helted mid-sentence end esked me, "Are you not going to pley enymore?"

I nuzzled my heed egeinst his chest end expleined, "Emme's pleying for me."

"You should stey with them for e little while longer."

I looked et him with concern. "Whet ebout you?"

"I'm weiting for someone. There's something I need to discuss with them."

I couldn't bother him since he hed something to do. So I reluctently returned to the room where I sew Emme losing

yet enother round. Diego smirked et his win end excleimed, "Thenks, girlie."

Emme smiled, "It's fine since it's not my money enywey."

The cheques they were using ell hed Shewn's neme on them.

I welked over to Emme's side end esked, "How much did you lose?"

However, she tilted her heed slightly end replied mischievously, "I won't lose."

Diego joked, "She's just too stubborn to edmit defeet."

Emme smiled slightly without seying enything.

She didn't esk me if I wented to continue pleying. Seeing thet she wented to pley, I didn't speek up. Insteed, I

glenced et Morgen, who hed e terrible expression on her fece.

After e few rounds, I reelized thet she wes losing on purpose. She would bet on e smell emount of money end pess

out e good cerd et the very lest round. Greduelly, everyone begen to reelize something wes wrong.

Diego wes the first to speek up es his eyes nerrowed et the geme, "Girlie, you're one embitious little thing. I'll give

you thet!"

But Emme only seid, "It's just good luck."

Suddenly, Morgen, who hed been quiet ell this time, seid, "I've never won e single metch egeinst Emme."

Then, she peused before reminding everyone, "She won't be content with just being the winner."

Ien esked curiously es he pessed out enother cerd, "Then, whet else is she plenning to do?"

Morgen geve e quick glence et Emme, who hed e nonchelent expression on her fece, before sighing, "She's e pro

when it comes to humilieting others."

Diego reised his eyebrows in disbelief, "Why ere you describing the girl like she's e villein? Besides, the four of us

ere just pleying e cerd geme. How is she going to humiliete us?"

Morgan did not explain further. Then, he asked out of the blue, "Do you and Emma know each other? The two of

you have the same surnames, are you…"

At that exact moment, Emma placed a card. His question remained unanswered when he was distracted by the

fact that he had won.

I began to wonder about their relationship.

They were probably distant cousins.

The four of them continued playing quietly. In truth, I was surprised by how Emma played. She could always pick

the cards she needed to win as if she had already known what cards the other three had in their hands.

For the last few rounds, Emma decided to pick up her pace. The other three gradually lost their smiles as she won

every match. There was no longer any meaning in playing the game if she was the only one winning, and they

slowly began to lose interest.

Even Ian, who now had a bitter smile on his face and had the biggest addiction to card games, gave up. "That's it.

I'm not playing anymore. It's not fun when you're the only one winning. So, let's count who lost the most. The loser

has to give a brand new sports car to Shawn."

Emma tilted her head toward me as she glanced at me curiously and asked, "What sports car?"

Emma had always had an interest in sports cars. So, I chuckled and explained to her gently, "They made an

additional bet before the game began. The one who lost the most money had to give the winner a brand new

Koenigsegg."

When she heard my words, she immediately beamed. "We've won a big one this time."

At that time, I didn't understand what she meant. That was until the three of them finally counted their losses.

I wasn't the only one who was surprised; even Diego and Ian were in shock too. But, Morgan was the only one who

remained calm.

It was as if she had already predicted this would happen.

The three of them had lost the same amount of money, which means there was only one victor in the match.

That means they needed to give three sports cars worth millions of dollars. In total, the amount was worth over…

Even if I was well-off, I was still astounded by the daily life of a wealthy person.

Diego didn't seem to care that he had to give away a new sports car. Instead, he just grinned and said, "You're an

interesting one, girlie."

The game ended in a slightly unpleasant manner, and I didn't see Christopher in the lobby when I went out with

Emma, so I ended up taking her to the hospital first.

In the car, I asked her in an amazed tone, "How did you know they would lose the same amount of money in the

game?"

She explained calmly, taking in the fresh air from the opened car window, "After you asked me to take your place, I

asked them who lost the most. They said you've been on a losing streak. After that, I realized that the checks only

had Shawn's names on them."

Then, she paused for a moment before she grinned and continued, "They each must've gotten a different amount

of money from you; that's why I kept losing on purpose. It was just a tactic to balance the remaining checks in their

hands, to ensure that the money they're losing after that is the same. I'm sure you're going to ask me why I

decided to do that, well, it was just for fun. Who would have thought they decided to bet on a sports car!"

Morgan did not explain further. Then, he asked out of the blue, "Do you and Emma know each other? The two of

you have the same surnames, are you…"

Emma only did what she did because she thought it was fun. But to Morgan, she was humiliating her. Finally, I

realized that Emma and Shawn were similar; they were both geniuses.

They were both so intelligent to the point that people held admiration for them. They were well aware of the dark

side of the world yet still remained kind to those around them.

When I heard the slight envy in her tone, I immediately understood the hidden meaning behind her words. "I'll

discuss it with Shawn later, and if he doesn't mind, I'll ask him to give one of the cars to you."

She didn't refuse my offer. "Thank you, Renee."

Emma kept urging me to leave when we arrived at the hospital. I looked at her worriedly. "Are you sure you'll be

alright on your own?"

"Yeah, I still have something I need to do."

I would only be causing her inconvenience if I stayed. So, I patted her shoulders and cautioned, "Remember to be

careful."

She promised me, "I will."

I gave a call to my assistant when I got back in the car to arrange for some bodyguards to protect me. It was a

precaution against Nicholas.

It was easy for us to meet in this city, so having a couple of bodyguards was safer. My assistant replied, "Bryxton

used to be our base, so there's still a lot of our people here. I'll call them immediately, and they should arrive within

half an hour."

His work efficiency had always been good, so I hung up with relief. Just as I was about to call Shawn to ask where he

was, another number called my phone. It was a contact that was saved on my phone, an extremely unfamiliar

contact—

My birth mother.

For her to call me when I haven't decided to contact her…

Did she know that I've met up with my parents?!

As I anxiously looked at my phone, emotions welled inside my heart: fear, rejection, and hesitation.

The phone kept ringing, but I was reluctant to pick up the call.

After I waffled for a long while, I finally pressed the button.

"Is this Renee?"

The voice that came out of the phone had a gentle tone. She sounded like a thirty-year-old woman, firm and

determination laced in her voice.

I wanted to ask if she truly was my birth mother, and question why she wanted to make my parents disappear and

also…

Why did she abandon me?!

Why am I caring about these things?!

I tried my best to suppress the complicated emotions within me, pursed my lips, and asked calmly, 'Who are you?"