Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover chapter 1102

The sounds from the television did not stop.

The soldiers carried the urn, which had a flag wrapped around it, down the plane. With every step they took, the newscaster’s voice became more agitated.

It was as if she wanted to etch the name of this hero into the audience’s hearts.

Sabrina could not hear anything else but a buzzing in her ears.

The small urn with a red flag on it was the only thing she could see.

That’s impossible.

How could this be possible? He didn’t even have a chance to look at our newborn daughter. How could he die just like that?

Besides, he was supposed to be in Jadeborough. He didn’t tell me that he was participating in some firearms smuggling case.

She started to search her pockets like a person who had lost all sense of awareness. Staring fiercely at the television screen, both of her hands burrowed into her red miniskirt.

“What are you looking for?” Solomon probed as he noticed Sabrina’s actions.

She was a little dazed. “I’m looking for my phone. I want to call him.”

Solomon kept quiet.

After a small pause, he still gave her his phone.

After receiving it with her cold hands, she quickly dialed that familiar phone number.

“Beep… Beep…”

“Hello?”

Is that you? Where are you? Huh? Where are

drowning person grasping at a piece of driftwood, she instantly started to yell when she heard a voice on the other end of the

the person

Devin. It’s me, your

She paused.

clutched the phone and heard herself ask, “Then… Where is he? Is he

allow you to, you could bring your child here. That way, when he’s being buried, she

Thud!

the next instance, the phone slipped from

“Sabrina!”

“Ms. Sabrina!”

figures dashed

indeed more ruthless than Solomon. He did not say that Devin had died but directly told her that her newborn baby had to return to pay her

was nothing more brutal

was only through this method that the woman would be able

to know about this, sooner

she appeared to have

her arms moving occasionally, causing her to pat her from time to time, she would be no different

crocuses and was full of mourners. The majority of people

outside the

mourning hall, which was full of flower wreaths. When she saw the picture in front of her, she could not hold on any longer and felt a sickly-sweet

child, she slowly keeled

“Sab-”

“Sabrina!”

astonished voices around her crashed over

floor, she blearily saw Devin gently

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