Lucille closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the cold wind coming from the central air conditioner above her head.
Even Lucille herself did not expect that she would die like that.
She would be frozen to death.
At that moment, Lucille was a bit regretful. She should not sit at the door and wait for death. Even if the space was small, she should also do some exercise to warm up her body.
Then, she would definitely be able to hold on a little longer.
In case someone kind would be there to save her.
However, it was too late.
Lucille was lying on the ground, awaiting her fate.
She felt that she was most sorry for the baby who had not even been born to the world.
Time passed by.
Bang!
There was an intense sound.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lucille was already unconscious, but the sound awakened her. The door which she leaned against, was vibrating. Obviously, someone was kicking it.
There was noise outside of the door but Lucille could not hear it clearly.
She heard several people's voice.
However, since the door was sealed, she could not hear what the people were talking about.
Bang!
After a short pause, the door was being hit hard.
Lucille only felt that the door was opened and she was thrown out in an instant.
The warm air came through from the outside.
However, she was freezing cold. The little heat couldn't help her to recover.
Lucille closed her eyes. She was conscious, but her eyelids were dropping. She could not open them anyway.
She could vaguely hear someone whispering into her ear. The voice was familiar and pleasant.
She could feel herself regaining the will power as she heard the voice.
That person seemed to be saying...
"Little Dumb, it doesn't matter even if you can't speak, because you can draw. Your painting will tell me what you are thinking."
"Little Dumb, you look so beautiful when you smile. You should smile more often."
"Huh? Little Dumb, you can speak actually? Then why don't you speak? It's so boring to talk alone."
"Little Dumb, remember, my name is Franklin Moore. F-R-A-N-K-L-l-N."
Lucille felt that she had a long dream.
She dreamed of her childhood and her first encounter with Franklin.
"Mr. Moore..."
Lucille opened her mouth slowly. She opened her eyes and saw a white wall in front of her.
The person beside her was the man she had just dreamed of.
It was just that he had grown up. His childlike face had changed as well. He had become more handsome and adorable.
"You're awake." Franklin sat at a side while scrolling through his phone. When he saw that she was awake, he uttered calmly, "Then I'll go." "Mr. Moore..."
'What's the matter?'
Franklin was about to leave when he heard Lucille calling him. He stopped and turned back to look at her.
"Mr. Moore." Although Lucille didn't know if Franklin was the one who saved her. Since he was there, she wanted to tell him the most important thing, "I really have nothing to do with Mr. Parker. At that time, he was just helping me to fasten the seat belt..."
"It’s fine, you don't have to explain to me. We have divorced."
Although Franklin said so, his expression became comforting...
"I...I have to explain to you because I care about how you think of me. I don't want you to misunderstand." Lucille said seriously.
No matter what, she didn't want him to have any misunderstanding.
"Well, now I know. Take a rest. I'm leaving." Franklin put his hands in his pockets, nodded and left.
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