Klein Williams was right behind him, but, at the moment, all Andrea Jones could see was Neal Williams.
She subconsciously turned her eyes away from him and walked forward as if she had never seen him.
When passing him, his wrist, suddenly he was clasped.
She stiffened.
The palm of his hand, so cold that it is completely devoid of temperature.
I don’t know if it’s just me, but he doesn’t seem to have much strength either.
“Let go!” Andrea Jones spoke coldly, not willing to look up at him more than once.
There was silence, and then, in a somber voice, he asked, “How is Auntie?”
Voice, slightly hoarse.
“None of your business!” Her attitude remained cold.
“Andrea Jones!”
“Please let go!” Andrea Jones bit her lip and struggled a little. I had thought that he didn’t have much strength and that it would be easy for me to break away from him, but …
Instead, he abruptly clasped tightly so that she could not struggle.
She gritted her teeth and broke one finger at a time.
“I don’t mean anything else, I just want to know how she’s doing …” Neal Williams spoke feebly, his fingers broken by her and his grip tightened again.
The cool temperature seeped into her skin and made her tremble lightly.
When really tired, simply give up breaking his hand, just look up, cold eyes to his, “My mother knew it was you, could not help but faint from the blow! Exactly the same as my dad … did back then …”
Her tears, all of a sudden, rolled out of her eyes.
But stubbornly did not move his eyes, just through the haze, staring at him closely, with reproach and hatred, “If anything happens to my mother, I will not forgive myself … and you!”
He shook hard.
She in front of him, as if she was getting farther and farther away from himself, so far away that he was afraid.
With one long arm, he held her whole body firmly in his arms.
“Andrea Jones…” He wanted to say something, to seek her forgiveness, but it was like a ball of cotton in the back of his throat, leaving him breathless.
The embrace came, the familiar scent with the familiar temperature, making Andrea Jones shiver, she suddenly could not resist crying out in pain.
A heavy bite on his shoulder, she choked, as if repenting, “If I had listened to my mother early on and not been with you … none of this would have happened …”
“Give me a chance to redeem myself!” Neal Williams strangled her tightly, as if she would disappear if she loosened up any more, “Andrea, I will spend my life atoning for my sins, and I will be good to you for the rest of my life!”
“It’s too late …,” Andrea Jones cried, shaking her head, “It’s too late … Neal Williams. We …”
She paused and closed her eyes. As if making some difficult determination, half a long time, re-opened her eyes, the words were complete, “Let’s … end it!”
The wound has been carved, so deep, so long, and is not a short time can be put down?
However, it is clear that they are talking about the end, why … heart but so so painful?
It was like something had been dug out from the deepest part of the heart.
…
Klein Williams watched the tightly embraced scene in silence, his chest filled with a sourness that hurt a little. He leaned against the wall and turned his face away, trying to look as if nothing had happened.
…
It’s already too late …
Neal Williams, let’s end it …
In his mind, the words echoed over and over again. He stood frozen in place, dumbfounded, letting people come and go around him.
She’s gone after all …
The wound on the back, hot and painful.
It seems like … is bleeding again …
However, he was always just standing there rigidly, not moving.
Like a statue with its soul drained.
No more heart …
“Second Brother! Second Brother!” Klein Williams exclaimed, looking worriedly into his always unfocused pupils, “Second Brother! I’ll take you to the doctor!”
…
Behind them, there was the shout of Klein Williams. It was a cry that gripped Andrea Jones’ heart.
See a doctor?
What happened to him?
Why is Klein Williams screaming in such a panic?
“Second Brother! Don’t be stubborn! You have to go to the doctor now, you have a fever!”
Klein Williams’ voice is back.
It’s like the magic sound …
She covered her ears in panic and forced herself not to turn around. If you don’t listen, you’ll be fine …
Even if something is wrong, that has nothing to do with you anymore, right?
They … ended …
This time, it’s true … never again …
Neal Williams has a high fever.
Burned unconscious for three days and three nights.
And these three days …
Andrea Jones and Sammy Jones have undergone even more dramatic family changes.
Charleen Davis hardly ever woke up. Occasionally, she woke up and passed out from the pain, and finally there was no way out, so the doctors had started injecting Dulcolax.
In addition to Sammy Jones and Andrea Jones, there has been a deadly vigil outside the care unit for the past few days. … Beck Williams.
Beck Williams’ spirit was declining day by day as he watched the tormented people inside.
On the last day, Charleen Davis did not call her two daughters in, but let Beck Williams into the room.
It was an event that thrilled Beck Williams. He had thought that they would hold the last regret of the yin and yang, perhaps …
In the last moment of walking, he could not hold her hand and touch her face again …
Changing into sterilized clothing, Beck Williams went in.
Charleen Davis reluctantly tried to sit up from the bed, and he sat on the edge of the bed and carefully half picked her up with one arm. Her head, resting on his shoulder.
Such proximity made both of them red-eyed for a moment.
This is … long missing for more than twenty years …
Bias, such a temperature, such a breath, but also tormented each other for more than twenty years …
“Charleen …,” Beck Williams called out in a shaky voice, his hand clasping hers.
She was so thin that she was out of shape.
The fingers are only skin and bones.
“Am I … ugly now?” Charleen Davis was so powerless and feeble that her voice was shaking.
“Not …” Beck Williams smiled and ruffled the messy hair around her cheeks, but the vicissitudes of her eyes were stained with tears, “You’re as beautiful as ever, exactly as you used to be… …”
She smiled faintly.
Those eyes, lit with a bit of life, had a clear and shallow wave mark.
“I’m sorry, Charleen … this life … this life you are my biggest regret!” He murmured in pain, trying to convey to her all the regrets and deep feelings that he had suppressed in his heart for a long time.
Charleen Davis eyes shining with tears, tears soaked through, those eyes more and more crystal.
She looked at him and was in a trance back to when she was young.
“We don’t have that destiny …” her hands, has begun to shake up. But the eyes are still fixed on him, as if to carve him into the deepest depths of memory, “I so want to remember you firmly … even after crossing the bridge of Nai Hao will not forget you …”
“Then … next life, see you, must be far away from you …”
Heart pumping, Beck Williams shook his head in pain, “No! Charleen, promise me you won’t stay away from me! And you’re not allowed to stay away from me anymore! In my next life, let me pay my debts … I owe you, I owe Andrea, let me pay you back all together …”
She cried.
Tears ran down his cheeks and slid to the corners of his lips.
She tasted bitterness, “You are my robbery … next life, I don’t want to suffer like this again … nor do I want my Andrea to suffer like this… …”
“It won’t be! In my next life, I will make you happy … Charleen, you believe me!” Beck Williams fought to say, as if trying to make her believe.
But …
Charleen Davis, however, no longer has the strength to speak more, just leaning on his shoulder, silently falling into tears.
So long, so long …
Only then did she speak from between her lips, weakly, “Let … them all in …”
Two children …
Her two poor children …
If she could, she wouldn’t want to leave them like this. But … God has not let her stay long …
Neal Williams’ apartment.
He woke up from his bed in a muddled state.
“Madam, the second youngest is awake and his fever has gone down!”
“Thank God!” Christina Sanchez cried when she finished.
Bonnie Williams also kept watch for a few days, and did not even go to New York. Seeing Neal Williams wake up, he got up and went to pour the porridge.
“Mom, you’ve been on guard for a few days, go rest and relax. Don’t Neal get well and you get sick again.”
“I’ll see that he drinks his porridge and goes to sleep.” Christina Sanchez is still unsure.
Bonnie Williams sighed and pushed her out, “Go get some rest. Don’t worry, with me around, he has to drink even if he doesn’t want to.”
Bonnie Williams folds back in and Neal Williams is already half leaning on the bed. He picked up the phone on the bed and found it turned off.
“What’s with the phone on now?” Bonnie Williams eyed his phone and snatched it away, tossing it aside, “Your work calls haven’t stopped, I’ve told them to transfer it directly to Garret Miller.”
“Sis, how’s her … situation?” Neal Williams asked.
Bonnie Williams didn’t answer immediately, just scooped a mouthful of porridge to his lips, “You drink the porridge first, eat something before you have the strength to talk.”
“Give me your phone and I’ll call and ask.” Neal Williams was uneasy.
I don’t know why, but inexplicably, he had a bad feeling about it.
Bonnie Williams sighed, “I visited yesterday and Dad was there the whole time. Don’t worry, if there’s any news, he’ll be the first to let us know.”
Neal Williams frowned.
“I’m still not sure.” He lifted the covers and was about to get out of bed, “I’ll go to the hospital.”
“What are you doing!” Bonnie Williams got annoyed, put down the porridge and pushed him back to the bed. She glared at him with her eyes, “You had an infected wound and such a bad fever that you didn’t scare Mom and Grandma to death. Now that you’re finally awake, you start tossing and turning! I understand how you feel, and I’m fine with you going to the hospital, but you should at least drink the porridge for me!”
Bonnie Williams doesn’t give Neal Williams any room to resist.
He also knew he couldn’t argue with her now, so he just sat back down on the bed and let Bonnie Williams feed him a few mouthfuls of porridge.
Halfway through the drink, Bonnie Williams’ cell phone suddenly rang.
“Help yourself, I’ll get the phone.” She handed the porridge to Neal Williams, grabbed her bag and drew out the phone. As soon as she saw that it showed her father’s phone number, her heart sank and she subconsciously glanced at Neal Williams.
Neal Williams was also looking at her at the moment, and seeing that look in her eyes, her eyebrows tightened. bonnie Williams had already picked up the phone, “dad.”
“Is Neal Williams awake yet?” Beck Williams’ tone was a little dull.
“Well, he just woke up.” Bonnie Williams glanced at Neal Williams and asked, “Isn’t …”
“… told him to contact the funeral home.” The tone of voice is full of sorrow.
Bonnie Williams closed her eyes and took a deep breath, “Is Auntie … still gone?”
Neal Williams sat on his bed, somewhat afraid to imagine how devastating this would be for Andrea Jones.
“I got it, Dad, I’ll have him do it right away … we’ll be right over …”
After a few words, Bonnie Williams had hung up the phone.
Turning back again, Neal Williams had not even bothered to change his clothes and was at the door of the apartment.
“Neal!” Bonnie Williams hurriedly called him back, grabbing the car keys with one hand and not forgetting to help him put on his jacket with the other, “Wait for me!”
…
The ward, like being shrouded by a cloud, was so depressing that people couldn’t breathe.
Charleen Davis was lying there, covered with a white cloth.
Sammy Jones and Andrea Jones were sitting on either side of each other. sammy Jones’ eyes were red and swollen, and he was still shedding tears. Andrea Jones, on the other hand, was just wooden and frozen there, with empty eyes that could not find a trace of light.