Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

Chapter 268

What happened to Chris? Why was he covered in blood? Was he injured? Dreams like this usually meant something

The night before my parents' car accident, I had a bad dream too. I dreamed that my two front teeth fell out and bled profusely, and I woke up crying in fear. The next day, my parents had their accident and left r forever.

I felt a wave of panic, and I even forgot the way Brandon was looking at me. It wasn't until his hand touched my forehead and gently wiped away the cold sweat that he spoke softly. "Did you have a nightmare?"

His voice brought me back to reality, and I realized he must have heard me calling out for Chris in my dream.

Not wanting him to misunderstand, I explained, "I dreamed of Chris standing at the foot of the bed, covered in blood. I asked him what was wrong, but he didn't answer me." "Don't worry, dreams are often the opposite of reality. If you're concerned, you can call him to check." Brandon unexpectedly suggested that I call Chris.

Shouldn't he be jealous in this situation? If it were Chris, he would definitely be jealous.

I looked outside and saw the sky was getting bright. So, I snuggled into Brandon's arms and closed my tired eyes. "I'm sleepy. I want to sleep a bit more."

stroked my head with his large hand. His tenderness toward me was just as usual, showing no signs

about anything. In my daze, I felt Brandon kissing my forehead and heard

worried about

to say something, but my mouth wouldn't move. When I woke up, it was already 9:00a.m. I knew I was going to be late for work. I noticed that

taken apart and put back together. It seemed that there was some

to the passionate night with Brandon, the dream I had in the

that Chris would

the dream was quite frightening. I just couldn't shake

no longer had romantic feelings for each other, the bond we shared over ten years had turned into familial affection. I picked up my phone and made a call, but not to Chris. I called Con Since he confessed to me and I turned him down, he had been very considerate and didn't bother me anymore. He was so understanding that it made me feel guilty. But I still wanted to make sure

called out: "How have you been

good. What's up?" His voice was light and

hearing that. If something had happened to Chris, he wouldn't be talking like

when the amusement park

he would know I was just making an excuse. If I had really wanted to know about the amusement park, I could