When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 557 These Two Were True Love!

Shirley took the bus back to her small cabin at the foot of the mountain.

Neighbour Jones rushed out anxiously, his expression filled with worry, "Shirley, you're finally back. Come and see Antwan. Something has happened to him!"

"What?!"

Shirley furrowed her brows, quickly got off the bus, and hurriedly ran towards the small cabin.

Because of her fast pace, she tripped halfway and scraped her knee, causing the fruits and vegetables she bought to scatter on the ground.

"I just turned around to pour a glass of juice, and Antwan somehow climbed up the cherry tree and fell, losing consciousness!"

Jones ran alongside Shirley, explaining the situation.

In the yard of the small cabin, apart from the radiant sunflowers, there was a tall cherry tree. Now was the time when the cherries were ripe, juicy, and as big as thumbs.

Shirley had been longing for that cherry tree for a long time, but it was too tall and not easy to pick. She had planned to borrow a ladder from Jones one day and have a good feast, but unexpectedly... Antwan beat her to it, taking the initiative.

"Antwan!"

Shirley spotted Antwan lying beneath the cherry tree from a distance. He still tightly held a few large red cherries in his hand.

"I'm not sure if he has any bone injuries, so I didn't dare move him. Shirley, don't worry too much. I've already called for an ambulance."

Jones patted Shirley's shoulder and comforted her in a low voice.

This pair of men and women had attracted the attention of the town since they moved here half a year ago.

Living as a fragile woman taking care of a blind and disabled man, one could imagine how difficult it must have been. Therefore, everyone was willing to help them.

"Antwan..."

Shirley, with red eyes, held the man's hand and blamed herself, "It's all my fault. I should have taken you to the market together. I was too negligent."

The ambulance arrived quickly, and after providing basic wound care for Antwan, they placed him on a stretcher and headed to the hospital in town. Shirley naturally went with him.

diagnosed Antwan with a back injury, requiring bed rest for half a month. Due to long-term anemia, his body was weak, which led to the

thick stack of examination papers, slumped down

Braden's recovery would be so great, equivalent to sacrificing Antwan’s

commotion arose in the

save my

was indeed Braden, carrying a bloodied Alina in

Weren't they just fine, leisurely enjoying their coffee in

"Make way! Make way!'

a hurry, shouting as they rushed

from Shirley's sight just like

This was too coincidental...

and she couldn't help but wonder if it was just an

too deep into it and went

clothes, tableware, cups, a small cake, and a bouquet of

had already regained

and he could only lie flat on the hospital

am I? Who are you? Let

on the edge of the bed,

not being unable to see, but rather a change in the familiar living

small cabin they had lived in for half a year was his shell. He felt safe only when he

You have injured your back and need to rest for a while.

patiently reassured

Antwan acted like a manic depressive, waving his hand forcefully, "Get away from me!

is my family?

the man's voice carried a sense of

we don't know where your family is either. When I arrived, you were the only one

raised his voice, almost pleadingly, to the nurse, Til give you money. Take me home. I can give you

done. Do you have your family's phone number? Otherwise, can I help

phone

to provide Shirley's number when he suddenly realized something and pursed his lips,

what's your

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