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…”

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

humility, unlike anything I had heard

you really not

my hand over my belly, “What

it seemed as if Greg couldn’t

if you don’t want it, that’s okay. I just

wanted to explain, but darkness enveloped

scene before me spun

saw a little

called me mom, asking why I didn’t

mouth to explain, but no sound came

drifting further and further away from

like the way my grandmother left me in

after her, shouting

emerged; I could only watch as

“Don’t go—”

woke up abruptly, “My baby! My

next second, my hand

sweat-damp hair behind my ear, soothingly

Jane, the baby

cleared, and I noticed

the front, his hands covered

and I instinctively

patted my back, “You lost a lot of blood, but the baby is

“Ms. Webster, although the baby is okay this time, it can’t endure much more, know losing Ramona has been hard to accept, but for

might not be able

my grandmother’s death, hearing it out loud