Hua Hua Liao

She died with her eyes wide open, waiting by the river for three days and three nights, only to be greeted not by her husband, but by her benefactor. As she looked at the blurred figure, her heart was deeply moved, and she silently made a vow: if she could be reborn, she would definitely marry him!... Later, she really was reborn.

Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

During the recess, Purple Summers and Henry Jameson went to the lounge.


"Did I screw this up?" Henry Jameson was caught in a fit of rage and anxiety. He tried to suppress it, but it was beyond his control, and he paced the lounge restlessly.


"I should have been calmer." He grasped his own hair, "I lost my temper in court. Will the jury think I'm someone who is easily impulsive?"


"Don't worry too much, your performance wasn't that bad," Purple Summers sighed softly, "but, it wasn't that great either."


She looked at Henry Jameson, her brows furrowed, "Honestly, Henry, don't you find this whole situation strange? Right after you left, Sean Patterson was found dead in the bathtub. Haven't you ever suspected Noelle Nichols? Not even a little, not even the slightest chance?"


"Hannah wouldn't murder Sean Patterson!" Henry Jameson answered vehemently.


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