Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 669 - 687: Even if I Die, I’ll Accompany You (20)

Chapter 669: Chapter 687: Even if I Die, I’ll Accompany You (20)

The fear in her heart grew heavier and heavier.

She was truly terrified... terrified that Percy Stanton might never wake up from his sleep.

She had decided to let go of her obsessive grudge against her parents, and choose to be with him, but she feared that he might no longer be willing to give her the chance.

Overwhelmed, Isabel Smith eventually leaned on Percy Stanton’s body and started to cry.

It was only today that she realized she was able to persistently get through less than a year after returning from the United States to Bellshire because of him.

She had always strived to be independent, but unknowingly, she had deeply come to depend on him over the course of this short yet long journey together.

Finally, she understood that now, she had nothing but him.

Isabel Smith had never felt this heartbroken. At this moment, apart from crying, she didn’t know what else she could do to vent the fear within her.

But she dared not cry out loud, afraid to disturb him in his coma. Several times, she almost fainted from crying.

Suddenly, the large hand she was tightly gripping in the palm of her hand, which felt slightly cold and weak, moved slightly.

Isabel Smith’s sobbing abruptly stopped, she could hardly believe the twitch she felt in her palm, she got off Percy Stanton’s body, held her breath, waited for a while, and then clearly felt his fingers trembling in her palm.

This was not an illusion.

This truly existed!

Isabel Smith’s eyes filled with surprise, and she tightly gripped Percy Stanton’s hand, looking at his face.

The man’s face was still pale, his brows were knitted tightly, he appeared to be as lifeless as a puppet. The joy in Isabel Smith’s heart had instantly turned into confusion.

Could it be that everything that just happened was an illusion?

Isabel Smith subconsciously touched Percy Stanton’s hand again. It was cold as before, devoid of the warmth that could warm a person’s heart, which he used to have when he touched her belly during her menstrual cramps.

Isabel Smith couldn’t help but exerted a bit of strength, her fingers gently rubbed his fingers one after another. Still, he had no response, just like a lifeless body.

Moreover, she clearly felt that his temperature was gradually dropping. Scared, Isabel Smith continued to cry.

She couldn’t help but speak up, mumbling to Percy Stanton lying on the bed, "Can you wake up, please? Don’t leave me alone...I beg you to wake up..."

"Percy Stanton... You said before, as long as I agree, we can walk hand in hand, traveling while enjoying the scenery and singing songs, through the crowd, while loving each other..."

As she continued speaking, Isabel Smith buried her face in Percy Stanton’s hands and sobbed quietly.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone had caressed her forehead.

Isabel Smith was startled. She thought about the illusions she had of Percy Stanton moving twice and dared not believe it.

After five seconds, the tears on her face were gently swept away by Percy’s fingertip.

Such a real sensation abruptly woke Isabel from her daze. This was not an illusion!

She suddenly lifted her head and saw Percy, who originally had his eyes tightly shut, slightly open his eyes. There was a trace of tiredness at the bottom of his eyes.

Isabel blinked her eyes, leaned closer, made sure she saw her reflection in Percy Stanton’s dark eyes, then immediately stood up and ran towards the door of the Sterile Room.

Amidst his grogginess, Percy Stanton vaguely sensed someone incessantly murmuring by his ear. He spent a long time trying to figure out whose voice it was, let alone understanding the words. He moved his finger to discern who it was, only for a spasmodic-like pain to engulf his whole body. The pain was so intense that he didn’t dare to move, but his vision became much clearer and he could hear Isabel Smith’s sobbing and her words, "Don’t leave me alone", "As you said, as long as I agree, we can walk hand in hand, traveling while enjoying the scenery and singing songs, through the crowd, while loving each other". A wave of indescribable joy rose from his heart. Did Isabel’s words mean that she had accepted him?