Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 817: Chapter 817: Dad Has Never Dreamed of Your Mom

I even fantasized that you would talk, hug me, and be my closest partner. And all of this really happened one day, but it was only in my dreams... You are the first stroke of color in my childhood, thank you, Winnie Bear, thank you for bringing me joy...

An Ruo read the letter several times, but still couldn’t see anything. Finally, she closed the sketchbook in disappointment, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

But she couldn’t sleep, as her mind was repeatedly filled with the letters in the sketchbook.

She recalled those letters over and over, feeling that some parts seemed familiar, while others didn’t.

Whenever something felt familiar, she tried hard to associate and recall it, and because she thought too desperately, she eventually started to have a faint headache.

Unable to endure the pain, she had to give up remembering. She stayed awake with her eyes open until late at night, before dozing off in a daze.

Perhaps she thought too much during the day, so she didn’t sleep well at night, and her dreams were filled with scattered images. The images were so chaotic that she didn’t remember anything but had an entire restless night.

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dawn in J City, Kangkang awoke from a nightmare, calling out for

on a plane, which eventually

and he was always very scared

still scared out of his wits, his little face covered in sweat. He wiped the

sleep alone again, fearing

bed, he quietly went to Dad’s room, pushed open the door, intending to sneak into Dad’s bed to sleep with him, only to find the

puzzled, wondering where Dad had gone, and just happened

confusedly, "Dad, did you just wake up, or did you not

turned his head to look at him, placed his large hand on his head, and asked with gentle

scene in the dream, the little guy’s face immediately showed sadness. He went to Tang Yuchen, sat in his lap with

his little one, Kangkang asked softly, "Dad, have you ever dreamed of Mom? Did

in a deep voice, "No, Dad hasn’t

Dad’s dream, and she doesn’t talk to me in mine?" As for dreaming of her