My husband finally thinks about me three years after my death 3

My husband finally thinks about me three years after my death 3

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Sam, is Kristen hiding because she doesn’t want to donate her bone marrow to me?Violet asked pitifully. She looked like she 

was on the verge of tears

Samuel ruffled her hair affectionately. Don’t worry. It’s just leukemia. Even if Kristen doesn’t donate her bone marrow to you

I’ll search the entire country to find you a match.” 

Violet pouted and said, My body didn’t show any signs of rejection upon receiving Kristen’s bone marrow. The doctor said he’s never seen two people with such a high level of compatibility.” 

Samuel glanced at the locked gate. His tone was resolute as he promised, I’ll find her for you, even if I have to dig her up from 

the ground!” 

At that moment, I felt a pang of intense pain in my heart

As I watched the two people standing before me, memories from years ago resurfaced. Samuel and I were college classmates. Back then, he was like the sunlight piercing through the chilly morning mist. His presence was warm and dazzling

I was the one who fell for him first. After graduation, we ended up together

I once saw him as my salvation, and my world revolved entirely around him. I stood by him as he ventured into entrepreneurship

Then, I endured hardships by his side

He promised to take care of me for a lifetime. In the beginning, he kept his promise

But ideals could never truly withstand the harsh reality

During the early days of setting up his business, I often accompanied him to negotiate deals with other parties. It was during this time that I met Daniel Jones, the heir to Glorious Group

Daniel was a privileged scion who only worked for the sake of experiencing life. Ever since he met me, he stuck around like a fly I couldn’t shake off. There were times when he touched me inappropriately under the guise of being drunk and wasted

Finally, things turned ugly one day. When Daniel tried to hold me in his arms while he was drunk, Samuel grabbed a wine bottle 

from the table and smashed it over his head

My husband finally thinks about me three years after my death

My husband finally thinks about me three years after my death

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