Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

Chapter 459

Not far away. Tim leaned against the car door, looking at Diana running away like a hunted dog. He couldn’t help but say, “I bet you anything Diana’s up to no good again!”

Liam leaned against the car door and put on his sunglasses. “Did she steal Aaron’s boxers and hang them on the office flagpole again?”

Tim said. “That really might be possible!”

Over ten minutes later, everyone left the cemetery. Alex held Ellie tightly in the back seat of the luxury car and didn’t let go of her hand. He took Ellie back to the Warren Manor again like this.

Letting Alex lead her upstairs, a headache hit Ellie again. Suddenly, some strange scenes flashed through her mind, and Ellie instinctively stopped. She gripped Alex’s arm tightly, and her face turned pale instantly.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Hearing Alex’s concerned question, Ellie shook her head and closed her eyes, taking several deep breaths. It should be that she hit her head when she fell down the mountain, which made her suddenly remember some fragmented memories.

bombarded Ellie’s memory, making her in a state of turmoil. “Alex, I want to lie down for a while.”

and picked her up horizontally, and then something?” Alex bent

to the room. “Did you remember Ellie’s

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Ellie’s forehead and stared at Ellie’s pale

after a nap.” Ellie closed her eyes and quickly adjusted

worry.

that it was just a cold, Alex obviously breathed a sigh of relief. He made

have come a long way to pay their respects to Grandpa who haven’t left yet. I’ll go and make

time he was done, it was almost seven o’clock in the

body upstairs, Alex heard Ellie’s unconscious sobbing when he got to the door. He quickly entered the bedroom and saw Ellie, in her sleep, reaching out into the air for something. Her face was

Alex knelt beside the bed and gently helped

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. The tears in her eyes were still there, but she stopped

arms, comforting her gently. “You’ve been exhausted during these days of Grandpa’s funeral Tomorrow, I’ll finish the things