Chapter 1941
It was as though they had been forced to take the money rather than deliberately sell her brother’s heart out of greed for the cash. Ellen came out to the balcony and saw the RV outside with its lights on; a tall figure could be vaguely seen moving around in it. At the sight. of this, she felt a knot in her stomach. He’s really staying here.
Hearing the sound of a text message on her phone in the room, she involuntarily got back to her bed and saw the text message sent by Jared. It read, ‘Aren’t you gonna sleep yet?’
She let out a sigh and texted him back, ‘You should go back.” The man was quite stubborn, though. I’m not leaving. I’ll stay where you are! ‘I don’t need you to care about me.’
‘I just want to care about my girlfriend’ Ellen bit her lip. Not knowing how to define their relationship, she decided not to reply to the text message.
Just then, another text message beeped in. It read, ‘I’m watching you.”
Startled, she came out to the balcony with the phone in her hand and saw the man standing next to the RV and staring up in her direction. Despite the distance between them, she could vaguely perceive his steady, intense gaze.
Another text message rang on her phone, and Ellen took a glance at it. It read, ‘Sleep early. See you tomorrow.” She even saw Jared wave to her in the moonlight before blowing her a kiss. After being stunned for a few seconds, she returned to her room with her heart in turmoil.
Even though she was sleepy, she couldn’t fall asleep that night, as her mind was preoccupied with the man in the RV outside. She thought of lots of things, including how Jared had looked on the verge of death at ten years old. She also wondered why she had chanced upon him in the first place.
Had she not gotten to know him, her uncle and aunt would never have told her the truth behind her brother’s heart donation. It was like there was an imperceptible force that led her to meet him and learn about all of this. Could her late brother’s spirit be guiding her through all of this?
In the master bedroom on the second floor, Lambert was holding a glass of red wine in his hand. Despite having a dressing gown draped around his shoulders, he wasn’t sleepy at all.
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