Richard’s big palm grabbed her hand in the next second, and his handsome face froze. Was he in her dreams?
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Why would she tell him to run away? Was her pain caused by him?
At this moment, tears started pouring out of Angela’s eyes. She panted and pleaded. ‘Richard, please don’t die… I can’t let you die…”
Angela almost cried in her dream. She watched as the masked man held the gun at Richard, as if he was about to end the latter’s life at any moment. Angela stood there in pain and felt so helpless that she could only call out for help and cry..
However, she was not aware that in the real world, her painful appearance was being watched by a man on the spot. She grabbed his hand tightly and cried so much in the nightmare that she could not extricate herself.
Richard could not stand to see her being haunted by nightmares anymore, so he stretched out his other hand and patted her face. “Angela, wake up.”
There was a hint of coolness on the back of his hand, and it was her tears. Richard continued to pat her face until she finally woke up in pain.
The last scene before she woke up was a bloody one. She heard the gunshot, and even though she dared not open her eyes to see it, it was petrifying for her.
When she opened her eyes and saw the man beside the couch with tears in her eyes, she could hardly tell whether it was reality or a dream. Nevertheless, the first thing she did was wrap her arms around the man’s neck tightly, burying her whole face in his chest.
She wanted to make sure that he was real.
Richard froze, letting her hug him for a while. When he recalled that she cried because of him in the nightmare, he stretched out his hand and patted her back.
“You only had a nightmare,” he comforted her in a low voice.
Angela had come back to her senses now.
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