Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 770 - 788: Then, I’m Ready to Love You (11)

Chapter 770: Chapter 788: Then, I’m Ready to Love You (11)

The fear in her heart grew heavier and heavier.

She was truly afraid... afraid that Percy Stanton would never wake up.

She had already decided to let go of the blood feud with her parents and choose to be with him, but... she was afraid that he would not give her another chance.

Isabel Smith finally collapsed onto Percy’s body, unable to bear the weight of her emotions, and cried.

It was only today that she realized that the reason she had managed to hold on in the less than a year since returning from the United States to Bellshire was because of him.

She had always tried her best to be independent, but she didn’t realize that during this time, she had become deeply dependent on him.

Finally understanding that apart from him, she had nothing.

Isabel had never felt this heartbroken before. At this moment, other than crying, she didn’t know what else she could do to release the fear in her heart.

However, she didn’t dare to cry out loud, afraid of disturbing the comatose him. She almost fainted several times from crying so hard.

Suddenly, the cold and powerless hand she had been clutching tightly in her palm moved slightly.

Isabel’s crying abruptly stopped, and she couldn’t believe the movement she felt in her own palm. She climbed up from Percy’s body, holding her breath, waiting for a while, and then clearly felt Percy’s fingers trembling in her palm.

This was not an illusion.

This was real!

Isabel’s eyes filled with surprise as she tightly gripped Percy’s hand and looked at his face.

The man’s face was still pale, his eyebrows tightly knitted. He looked like a puppet, and the surprise in Isabel’s heart once again turned to confusion.

Could it be that everything she had just experienced was an illusion?

Isabel subconsciously touched Percy’s hand again and found it was still as cold as before, without the warmth that had been there when he touched her stomach during her menstrual cramps.

Isabel couldn’t help but apply a little more force to her grip, rubbing her fingers over his one by one. He still had no reaction, like a lifeless corpse.

What’s more, she could clearly feel his temperature gradually decreasing. This scared Isabel and made her cry even more.

She couldn’t help but speak towards the unconscious Percy in the bed, mumbling, "Please wake up, okay? Don’t leave me all alone... Please, wake up ... "

"Percy... You said that as long as I agree, we can walk hand in hand, enjoy the scenery and sing songs together, love each other while traveling through crowds of people ..."

As she spoke, Isabel buried her face in Percy’s hands and sobbed softly.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone had lightly touched her forehead.

Isabel was stunned and, thinking of the previous two instances when she had imagined Percy moving, she found it hard to believe.

Five seconds later, the tears on her face were gently wiped away by Percy’s fingers.

This realistic sensation completely woke Isabel up in an instant. This was not an illusion!

She quickly lifted her head and saw Percy’s previously closed eyes gently open, with a touch of fatigue in them.

Isabel blinked, then moved closer, making sure that she saw her own reflection in the depths of Percy’s dark eyes before jumping up and running towards the doorway of the Sterile Room.

PS: Aunt Flo visited yesterday, and I had a terrible stomachache... Meow, please forgive me. I’ll update with a few more Chapters today~