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Shaun spread his palms, looked at the scar on his hand, and suddenly chuckled.
It was the first time Jennifer saw such a desperate smile…
She couldn’t help picking up her steps and took a step closer to him, but he said, “Don’t come here.”
He didn’t look back, a hoarse voice came from inside the car: “The villa in front is where he is, go find him.”
Jennifer glanced in the direction of the villa, then at the man in the car. and finally looked away, turned and walked
towards the villa.
Seeing that petite figure running towards her hill without hesitation, Shaun’s eyes gradually turned red…
He curled up his palms slightly, as if covering all the past, no longer mentioning it, and no longer forcing it.
Lea turned her head and looked at Shaun: “Mr Murphy, you also committed suicide for her…”
Shaun pursed his thin lips, and said softly, “Don’t tell her these things in the future.”
Lea frowned, puzzled all over her face: “Why?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe did a lot of things for Jennifer, why didn’t he tell her?
Shaun raised his dark red eyes and said lightly, “Give them a favor.”
Lea felt a little distressed, and looked at him: “Shaun, what are you doing?”
He loved Jennifer so much that every year on the anniversary of his death, he would slash his palms and wrists
fiercely.
Such a man who loves her and is extremely possessive, but pushes her to someone else with his own hands, how
painful it must be in his heart.
Shaun didn’t reply to Lea’s words, his eyes dimmed indifferently, and he slowly looked at the blue sky and white
clouds outside the car window.
The light still exists, but it does not belong to him…
So even if she insisted, she would not descend on him and give him some warmth.
Ever since he was educated not to be emotional, he was doomed to be alone for the rest of his life and never get
love…..
After Jennifer walked to the door of the villa, she paused slightly, wanting to look back, but she still gritted her teeth
and held back.
She raised her hand and rang the doorbell of the villa, and soon a sweet voice sounded inside: “Who is it?”
After being startled for a moment, Jennifer turned to the doorbell and replied, “Mr Murphy asked me to come.”
Hearing Mr Murphy, the inside replied: “Oh, then come in.”
Soon, the gate of the villa opened, and Jennifer picked up her steps and walked inside.
In the front garden of this villa, many flowers, fruits and vegetables are planted, which is full of life.
There is a figure in the distance, holding a watering can, pouring water on the vegetables…
Looking up and seeing her coming in, he quickly put down the kettle and walked towards her.
“Miss, may I ask who you are?”
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The girl who asked the question seemed to be in her twenties, with a sweet face and a gentle voice, making her
very comfortable.
Infected by her sweet smile, Jennifer smiled back subconsciously: “My name is Jennifer.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe girl tilted her head and asked her with a smile: “Jennifer, are you here to find Mr Harper?”
Jennifer nodded her head lightly, her voice trembling when she spoke: “Is… is he there?”
The girl waved at her: “Yes, come with me.”
She took Jennifer into the villa, walked through the spacious and bright living room, and came to the back garden.
She stood on the steps, pointed to the flowers in the distance, and said to Jennifer, “He’s right there.”
Jennifer followed the direction of her fingers and looked at the man in the wheelchair…
He turned his back to her, surrounded by a dense sea of flowers.
The sun shines on his body, glowing with a faint golden light.
He seemed to be holding a book in his hand, looking down…
Seeing him again after three years is like traveling back to the past…
The teenager in my memory also likes to sit in the sea of flowers and read quietly.
He is still the same as before, without any change, still the gentle and elegant Hill.
With red eyes, she called out softly to that figure, “Hill…”