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My Love for You Broke Me

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Chapter 710 Malfunction of the GPS System

"Mr. Xenos has left Bryxton, and Mr. Larson has gone with him. Mrs. Xenos, don't you worry about their safety?"

I reiterated, "So what are you trying to remind me of?"

Seeing that I wasn't receptive to his words, the man on the phone seemed taken aback for a moment and

exclaimed, "President Felix, you've become quite adept at handling things."

With a chuckle, I asked, "Why don't you call me Mrs. Xenos anymore?"

The man on the phone was Daniel Hartmann.

"I sent this message just to show my concern. President Felix, you probably can't reach Ezekiel Hastings now, and

Shawn and Alfred have also left Bryxton. President Felix, don't you worry about the three of them?" he continued.

It struck me that Daniel seemed to know a lot about the situation, including the fact that I couldn't reach Ezekiel.

I retorted, "Are you trying to imply it's Ezekiel's doing?"

After some contemplation, I added, "I don't even know the exact details of what's happening. All I know is that

Shawn left to handle some matters. Besides, what does it matter if I can't reach Ezekiel?"

Daniel was probably trying to suggest Ezekiel's involvement in the situation.

However, I firmly believed that Ezekiel had nothing to do with it.

Although "treating others as they treated you" was my response to Ezekiel, Shawn and Alfred hadn't targeted him

recently.

Therefore, he couldn't possibly retaliate in the same way.

Going against Shawn and Alfred was not something he could possibly do.

"President Felix, aren't you curious at all?" Daniel probed.

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Although curiosity gnawed at me, I couldn't allow Daniel to steer the course. After all, Shawn had assured me that

he would handle things personally.

Hence, despite my curiosity, I couldn't inquire further.

"Sorry, I'm not interested," I replied firmly.

There were many things that I didn't need to care about for now.

I hung up on Daniel's call directly, but my worries still lingered. Hence, I sent a message to Waylen. 'If anything

happens to Shawn, you must report it to me. I need to make sure he's safe.'

Waylen's reassuring reply came back promptly. 'Yes, Mrs. Xenos.'

With my phone set aside, I continued changing the duvet cover. Just as I finished, May emerged from the bathroom

after her shower. Taking the hairdryer, I started blow-drying her hair. May was a perceptive person, and she sensed

the complexity and danger of the situation. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Ree, Alfred and Shawn left suddenly,

and Kevin and the others are also leaving tomorrow. Is something happening that I don't know about?"

I truthfully replied, "There are indeed some matters they need to handle in person, but I don't know the specific

details."

"I feel uneasy in my heart. I always feel like something bad is going to happen. Do I have to stay here during this

time?"

Reassuringly, I responded, "Yes, it's safe here."

I gently smoothed her soft, long hair and comforted her, "Shawn and Mr. Larson must be facing something

challenging out there... As the support system behind them, it's our responsibility to ensure our own safety. There

are bodyguards guarding the villa tightly, so it's a very safe place here. We stay here to make things easier for

them."

"Yeah, but I still worry about him."

May expressed her concern for Alfred.

At the same time, I worried about Shawn.

That was the bond of emotions.

It was natural for humans.

"I worry too, but I know what I need to do. May, you will stay here with me during this time," I assured her.

"Okay, I hope everything will be fine," she said.

...

The next day at noon, Waylen gave me the latest update on Shawn and Alfred—they were both safe.

In the evening, Shawn sent me a message.

'Goodnight, Ray.'

Throughout the day, I refrained from contacting Shawn to avoid disturbing him. I assumed Waylen would keep me

informed, but Shawn unexpectedly messaged me at night to ease my worries.

In response, I assured him, 'I'm waiting for you at home. Don't worry.'

Then, I added another message. 'I miss you.'

However, Shawn didn't reply to these two messages.

The following day, Waylen reported to me that Shawn was still fine.

The same update came on the third day as well.

However, I never received any further messages from Shawn.

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On the fourth day, Waylen reported the same thing.

Unable to contain my curiosity any longer, I asked him, "When will Shawn come back?"

"I'm not entirely sure. We can't reach Mr. Xenos for now, but there are no issues with his vital signs," Waylen

replied.

So, it turned out that Waylen judged that Shawn was fine based on this assessment.

I asked him, "Why can't you contact him?"

"After Mr. Xenos arrived in Gleiburg, he left on his own and never replied to our messages. We're relying on the

location tracking and vital signs on his phone to ensure his safety," he explained

I felt confused and asked, 'What about Sir Larson?'

"Sir Larson is also in Gleiburg, but we don't know his whereabouts. It's the same for him, and he doesn't know Mr.

Xenos' whereabouts either. Both of them have their considerations in mind."

It was more accurate to say they had their calculations.

They had never truly trusted each other.

But this...

This made them more susceptible to being manipulated.

I asked Waylen, "Why isn't anyone following Shawn?"

"Of course, there are people, but Mr. Xenos personally arranged all the movements in Gleiburg. To prevent any

leaks, he cut off contact with the outside world. Right now, he's in the process of setting up his plans in Gleiburg."

Setting up plans?

What on earth are they doing?

On the fifth day, Waylen came to the villa and told me that Shawn's GPS system had malfunctioned, and he could

no longer trace Shawn's whereabouts anymore.

Stunned, I asked, "What does this mean?"