Chapter 462: Chapter 461: Did All of This Really Happen?
To whoever is reading this, by the time you see these words, I will already be gone.
However, since I have no other choice but to beg you, please take care of my body and bury me with Annabelle Linton.
My body may not be intact, but please, find a way to make it whole. It’s not that I didn’t want a dignified death—I simply didn’t have the right to choose one.
One last time, please, bury me with Annabelle Linton. Bury us together. We must be together for every lifetime to come, never to be parted for all eternity...
Outside the dream, watching all of this unfold, Leona Grant was already streaming with tears.
’How can this be so painful?’
Vivian Yates killed Annabelle Linton, and he followed her in death.
’Did this all really happen?’
’Does Annabelle Linton know about any of this?’
’The version of him in the dream was so tragic. He clearly loved her so much, yet to protect her, he had to hurt her so cruelly. In the end, he died without ever being able to say "I love you."’
He didn’t understand what this dream was trying to tell him.
He also couldn’t tell what state he was in. Was he dreaming, or had he become a lonely, wandering spirit?
’Whatever. I won’t dwell on it.’
’As long as Annabelle Linton is safe, everything is fine.’
Leona Grant arrived before their grave. Just as the note requested, the two of them were buried together.
He stared at their grave for a long, long, long time...
"Leona! Leona!" He heard someone calling his name.
He whipped his head around.
...
"We must be together for every lifetime to come, never to be parted for all eternity..."
Leona Grant murmured the phrase over and over, and the line on the heart monitor began to fluctuate wildly.
"Doctor! Doctor!" Roxanne Jennings shouted. "Leona seems to be talking! Quick, come and see!"
The doctors rushed over and began examining him. Under everyone’s hopeful gaze, Leona Grant slowly opened his eyes...
"Bro! Bro! Mom, he’s awake! He’s awake!" Ashley Grant sobbed, covering her mouth as she shook Roxanne Jennings in excitement.
Roxanne Jennings hugged Ashley Grant back, sobbing uncontrollably. "He’s finally awake... If he hadn’t, my heart would have shattered..."
Leona Grant had been in a coma for over twenty days. The doctors had said that as long as he woke up, he would be fine with proper rest and recovery. And now, he was finally awake...
Patrick Grant sat by Leona Grant’s bedside, his eyes also red-rimmed.
"Annabelle Linton..."
From behind the oxygen mask, Leona Grant’s weak whisper emerged as he slowly opened his eyes.
The specialists immediately gathered around the head of the bed and began their examination.
Leona Grant’s unfocused pupils slowly came into focus. "Annabelle Linton..."
Hearing him call out Annabelle Linton’s name the moment he woke up, Roxanne Jennings felt a pang of heartache, and fresh tears welled in her eyes.
Nathan Grant stood nearby. He frowned as he glanced at his son, then pulled Roxanne Jennings into his arms, urging her not to cry.
Roxanne Jennings was bent over with grief. Even though he had brought all this on himself, how could she not feel her heart ache for the son she had carried for ten months, seeing him in such a state?
Wiping away her tears, Ashley Grant rushed to Leona Grant’s bedside and grabbed his hand. "Bro, I’m here. Just tell me what you need."
"Annabelle Linton..."
Leona Grant looked weakly at Ashley Grant, his vision slowly clearing enough to recognize her.
He gripped Ashley Grant’s hand and asked weakly, "Where’s Annabelle Linton..."
The entire room fell silent.
Annabelle Linton had already gone abroad. She was about to be married.
Leona Grant’s grip on her hand tightened, his voice growing agitated. "Tell me... how is she? Is she all right? Is she... still alive?"
Ashley Grant was clearly taken aback by his words.
’What does he mean... *still alive*?’
’What is he talking about?’
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