Chapter 1158 

Weston seemed to be deaf to Ben‘s advice. He quietly watched as the blood from his wrist slowly dripped into the ancient copper basin. 

The thick blood and copper color formed a strong contrast that looked strikingly beautiful. However, it was just too weird. 

Ben had to bite the bullet. He stood in front of Weston and tried to stop his madness. “Mr. Ford, you can‘t go on like this. You‘ll faint from bloodloss...” 

Weston ignored him. He focused his attention on the priest and asked him, “Is this enough?” 

The priest wiped his sweat and nodded slightly. He said, “ Whether she can come to your dream or not is still an uncertainty. If your feelings aren‘t sincere enough...” 

Weston suddenly cut him off coldly, “Did you deceive  me?” 

The priest frowned. “Everything in heaven and earth is  about destiny. If you‘re not fated, no matter how you push it, you won‘t have it. I’ve told you from the beginning. You‘re pushing it now. If you must have the result, I can‘t help you.” 

a liar. He made Weston do this and that, but nothing worked in

been gone for three years.

of his sentence, Ben

thick frost. For the first time in years, Ben

remained silent. Then, he made another cut on his palm with

splashed down, Weston asked in a hoarse voice, “Is this

soul of the dead to bring back

make dreams, hoping to see Stella in

sleeping for the past three years. His insomnia was very serious.

of them said it was because of the trauma

colder and colder over the past three years. There was nothing he could do about it.

blossomed over the years, gaining an international reputation

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