When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 647

Greg noticed the quiet figure in his arms had finally succumbed to sleep.

After confirming she was indeed asleep, he gently placed her on the bed with the utmost care.

He then went to prepare a warm towel, using it to gently wipe away the tear stains on her face.

Afterward, he swiftly showered, slid under the covers, and pulled her back into his embrace.

…

I had a lengthy dream.

It began with meeting my grandmother, recounting the days we spent together.

Followed by kidnappings, explosions…

And then, my grandmother’s passing, without me having the chance for a final goodbye.

Whom should I blame?

Blame Mark?

But in the end, I should blame myself.

It was my own lack of ability to protect them.

My grandmother, the children.

The children…

“Jane…”

calling me, standing not far from me, his gaze filled with sorrow as he

was one of humility, unlike anything I had

really not

placed my hand over my belly, “What are you talking about? Our baby

Greg couldn’t hear me at

that’s okay. I just want you to be

to explain, but

scene before me

saw a

asking why I

my mouth to explain, but no sound came

and further away

like the way my grandmother left me in my

her,

could only watch as she drifted further and further away until she

“Don’t go—”

up abruptly,

next second, my hand

behind my

okay, Jane, the baby is

cleared, and I noticed the room was filled with

stood at the front,

in shock, and I instinctively reached

gently patted my back, “You lost a lot of blood, but the baby is fine, don’t

to me, “Ms. Webster, although the baby is okay this time, it can’t endure much more, know

not be

my grandmother’s death, hearing it out loud tore me