Chapter 220 Martyrdom is an Ancient Legend

“I thought that dying for love was just an ancient legend, but I didn’t expect someone to actually do it…”

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Zeden’s words fell into Jennifer’s ears little by little, and hit her heart, making her so shocked that she couldn’t believe it.

She struggled and tried her best to get up from the bed, but she couldn’t

move.

She looked closely at Zeden with those red eyes, opened her mouth, and finally uttered some fragmented words: “I…dreamed…..he…wasn’t dead……”

She dreamed that Hill knelt in front of the grave and shot himself, yes, but someone saved him…

She couldn’t believe that Hill died just like that. He promised her that he would take good care of Carley, so how could he just follow her away like this.

Zeden put away his mobile phone and looked at her with some sympathy: “This news was broadcast on TV when you were in a coma two years ago. At that time, your body had a strong reaction, but you didn’t wake up. I

guess

it must be because I heard the news of his death and couldn’t accept it, so I made up a beautiful dream in my subconscious.”

Jennifer didn’t believe that she made up the dream, so how could a real dream be made up?!

There were ten thousand disbeliefs in her heart, but the tears were uncontrollable, gushing out of her eye sockets, like beads with a broken thread, falling non-stop.

Hill once said that if she died, he would commit suicide in front of the grave, never alone…

She remembered that before he died, he also told her that he would give her an explanation. Could this be his explanation?

Hill… is he really dead?

So, what should Carley do, that is her only relative in this world.

What should she do, she was rescued, but he died, what should she do?

her body, which was still unable to

stretched it in Zeden’s direction:

to call Hill and tell him she’s not

Zeden frowned slightly, “You can’t accept

and begged Zeden to have mercy and make a phone call for

stretched his brows, took out his

the numbers in her mind, and reported

waited for her to finish the report, and then dialed

opposite side: “Sorry, the phone you

and raised an eyebrow at Jennifer: “It’s

phone doesn’t prove that Hill is dead, she wants to

just put the phone back into his pocket,

impatience in his eyes, “I’m

didn’t reply, she just stared at him with her red eyes, staring at him until he took out his phone again, then she looked

to Zeden, and

number you dialed

suddenly felt a little desperate, and her tears couldn’t

to find them immediately, but she couldn’t even move

comforting her: “You have been

she has been in a coma for so long, she must have changed a lot, and it is normal

this in mind, she braced herself and asked Zeden again: “How long… how long will I… recover?”

and said casually, “I’m not a doctor,

on him, pursed her lips tightly, and didn’t bother

anymore.

a while, feeling bored, got up

repeatedly walking into the campus to find Hill, but a picture of Hill shooting himself in front of the

grave.

at his own head, and

him, blood splashed on the tombstone, staining her

dull pain in her

the empty room, no one came in to take care of her, leaving her lying on

afternoon, after the nurse helped her clean up

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