Chapter 1268

Just a single sentence already soothed Eleanor’s anxious heart, but for some reason, tears started streaming down her face, dotting the letter in her hands.

“How’s he doing over there?”

She asked, sobbing, to the stranger who delivered the letter.

Seeing Eleanor’s tear-streaked face, the man hesitated for a moment, then gave a nod

“He’s doing well, don’t worry.”

“When is he coming back?”

“I’m not sure about that.”

“Where is he, can I go see him? ..”

Before Eleanor could finish, the man interrupted her.

Shultz, I have other matters to attend to, I can’t stay

Eleanor’s reply, he quickly turned around and hopped

still, watching the car speed

the trees also started up and

in the car, glanced back at the

Eleanor would never guess that the one offering her comfort would be him.

for him to go to her. There was

another white envelope in his hand.

that two months later, this letter

return safely from

comforting herself. If he could send someone with a letter, it meant he was alive. As long as he was alive, as long as he was okay,

would visit, accompany her, provide warmth and strength, but none

her body growing weak. Bryson, seeing her like this, always encouraged her to eat more, but she had no appetite. Often, she would

once again woke up from a nightmare. Sweat-drenched, she sat up, leaning against the headboard, clutching her racing heart. The images replaying in her mind were of

but none as vivid

black wielding knives, hurting him. He was tied up, unable to move, and those men were cruelly torturing

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