A Relentless Pursuit for Love
Chapter 753
Chapter 753
It felt like a wooden stick.
A hoarse, weak voice was heard uttering into his ears, “Take care of her, for me.”
Who was she?
Yale knew without having to ask. That wooden hairpin belonged to Sage. However, he had no knowledge of its history. Did the hairpin signify their past in some way? Jace had a long dream. In his dream, a wispy figure crouched before the tomb, sobbing endlessly. Her shoulders shivered uncontrollably. The sound of her cry was heart–wrenching. He slowly approached the tombstone. Upon having a closer look at the portrait on the tombstone, he realized it was him.
His face was serious, his brows knitted tightly together.
Jace had forgotten when the photo was taken. The figure that was weeping looked even more familiar, and he could picture the face just by looking at her back. It was the person he had been yearning for, day and night; it was the person who had his soul.
Sage crying for him? Not only was she crying, but she was also scolding him. She had called him an irresponsible jerk who had always
wanted to walk over and embrace her, console her.
and he was indeed a jerk!
have cried over
but no sounds were coming out of his mouth. He reached his arms out to embrace her, but he caught the air instead. All he
you say you want to make things up for me? Didn‘t you say you
was heart–wrenching, but her words had taken him by surprise.
did Sage mean by
she forgive him if
and was once again met with
opened his eyes,
moment he woke up, he felt as if his entire body had been crushed under a rock. The sensations of pain and helplessness
About A Relentless Pursuit for Love - Chapter 753
A Relentless Pursuit for Love is the best current series of the author Chevelle Doe. With the below Chapter 753 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 753 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com