Chapter 244: Chapter 241: Reluctant to Part

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In her sleep, Elliana Lyle’s face looked uneasy, her brows furrowed, indicating she wasn’t sleeping well.

Norman Bennett was a light sleeper, and having just fallen asleep after coming back in the middle of the night, he could sense even the slightest movement beside him.

Upon opening his eyes, the little girl lay obediently in his arms, her body curled into a ball, her small feet pressed against him...

This peculiar sleeping posture was something he saw for the first time; usually, the little girl would at most put her feet on his waist.

After reaching out to turn on the small table lamp, he finally saw the sleeping face of the little girl. Her brows were tightly knitted, and the eyes under her lids were roaming from time to time; even her lips occasionally trembled.

Could it be a nightmare?

He frowned slightly, reached out to hold the flushed sleeping face, and half sat up.

"Girl? Wake up!"

The voice wrapped in tenderness was urgent.

At this moment, Elliana was running, a sandstorm enveloping the sky behind her, pushing her to run forward with all her might.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear a voice, unclear in its words, but the sandstorm behind her was gradually disappearing.

"!" Elliana suddenly opened her eyes, immediately gasping for air, having covered her mouth to breathe due to the sandstorm.

She almost suffocated herself, and now her face felt hot.

"Sandstorm! So huge!" She murmured, only to realize that it was Norman hugging her.

The man looked down at her, a slight confusion in his eyes, his robe somewhat disheveled, revealing some of his collarbones and muscles.

"Nightmare?" He asked gently, reaching out to softly touch her face to comfort her.

She was momentarily disoriented, with her head feeling foggy, her eyes like pear blossoms in the rain gazing blankly at the man.

The dim light made her feel the man before her was like a deity, both hazy and clear, the edge of his white robe tinged with a halo.

Like a dream, making everything feel unreal.

Perhaps she was buried by the sandstorm and now saw God, who looked exactly like Norman Bennett.

engrossed in the man’s beauty, she suddenly felt something

Western? Logically, if she died,

mumbled, "Are you

King Hargreaves?

then raised his eyebrows in puzzlement, confusion visibly filling

didn’t know what bizarre things were running through

"I’m your husband."

up as soon as she asked that question, perhaps

still racing, so

buried her face in his arms, quite fearing, "I dreamt about a sandstorm,

her back, rhythmically, helping her

day

head, "Norman Bennett, do

if you do,

Because of this dream, she was indeed a little

voice gradually

the

went before, creating a bit

wake you in the

"Mm~"

like a kitten, snuggling into the man’s embrace to

Norman Bennett’s arm because the man’s flesh was not

above her head, not much different

to sleep again; closing her eyes only brought the black

The next day.

AM.

up by the man beside her, feeling

when the hot towel was placed on her eyelids did she finally wake

...

―――Airport.

the man’s waist, resting

she truly couldn’t bear to leave, even though

she really wanted to pack the man in her

her hair, his eyes full of

Remember to eat well and sleep well by yourself, don’t stay up late anymore; staying up late

listen, she deliberately warned, "If you

her, slowly saying, "I’ll

getting old have to do

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