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Chapter 2668 - 141: The Once Young Boy Has Returned
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Chapter 2668: Chapter 141: The Once Young Boy Has Returned

That time, Abraham Redington, who also came to attend the banquet, walked out of the banquet hall with Ray Mckinley, feeling bored, to get some fresh air in the garden.

Hearing the sound of something falling into the water, Andrew Howard sent Ray Mckinley over to check.

But before the words were finished, they saw a shiny star hairpin dropped on the path leading to the pond.

Andrew Howard recognized that hairpin.

The shiny star hairpin belonged to Molly Wellington, who wore it on her head when she came to the banquet today.

At that time, the young Abraham Redington’s beautiful blue eyes suddenly darkened.

Before Ray Mckinley could react, the young man had already started running, reached the poolside, and jumped in.

How many years ago was that, how many years of memories ago...

When Molly Wellington was pulled by Stella Brown and fell into the swimming pool at that moment, a flash went through her heart.

Besides the panic from the depths of her heart, there was also an inexplicable sadness.

What was she sad about?

Sad for the person who had once saved her from the deep darkness of the pond, who was long gone.

Sad for the blue-eyed boy who, regardless of everything, dove headfirst into the dark pond to save her, who had slowly disappeared in the long river of time.

At that moment, an unprecedented sadness surged up.

For herself, and for the boy from the past.

The water was very cold, and for Molly Wellington, who had an inexplicable fear of swimming pools, ponds, and deep seas, her body fell into an uncontrollable rigidity the moment she fell into the pool.

She couldn’t stretch her hands, she couldn’t tread water, countless amounts of water poured into her mouth, and she could only tightly, tightly close her eyes, fearfully feeling the strength in her body being slowly drained, sinking to the bottom of the pool...

However, at this time, a warm big hand grabbed her.

Just like that time many years ago.

Even though Molly Wellington had lost consciousness and fallen into a coma at this time, in the haze, she didn’t lose the sense of her body.

She felt those strong hands holding onto her, she felt herself being embraced by that person, floating up to the water’s surface.

Even though her brows were furrowed and her whole body was weak, at this moment, in this person’s arms.

It felt as if she had returned to many years ago.

Like a dream...

The boy from the past came back again.

How wonderful...

*

"Molly, Molly... wake up..." Abraham Redington softly called out to Molly Wellington.

From the moment he rescued her and carried her back to the room.

Molly Wellington continued to maintain this tense, rigid state, with limbs stiff, body temperature dropping sharply, yet eyes tightly shut, showing no response.

No matter how he called her, Molly Wellington showed no sign of awakening.

Abraham Redington knew that, just like back then, Molly Wellington was trapped, engulfed in deep fear.

It was the same many years ago; after Abraham Redington rescued Molly Wellington from the pond, she fell into a deep coma.

She had a fever all night, stayed high fever for several days, and no medical means managed to treat the root cause.

During her coma, Molly Wellington kept mumbling in her dreams, reciting unrecognizable words in her dream talk.

Until Lily Redington found the perfume Skye Brown liked to use in the past, gently sprayed it on herself, and, imitating Skye Brown’s speaking tone, held the small child in her arms, gently whispering to her.

Gradually, only then did Molly Wellington rouse from her nightmare, and the fever finally subsided.

And at this moment, with eyes tightly closed and hands clutched tightly, Molly Wellington seemed just like that small child from before.

Even though Molly Wellington never spoke about it, Abraham Redington knew.

That period of not knowing who her biological mother was, and not having her biological mother’s protection, had always been a scar in Molly Wellington’s heart.

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