"You will never get anything that is related to Mary because I will destroy them all!" Connie suddenly turned around, ran out of the door, and threw the silver necklace out.

Under the dazzling sun, the shining silver necklace was thrown far away.

People could see its trace in the air until it finally fell and disappeared from people's sight.

Donald almost got up the moment she threw the necklace out, he ran forward in a panic, he was so eager to catch the necklace that he almost stumbled.

He widened his eyes only to see the necklace fly in the air and then disappear...His effort was in vain even though he tried to grab something in the air.

It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't hold the things he wanted.

Bang! 

"Dad!" Christina instinctively shouted in horror.

Donald's heavy body suddenly fell to the ground.

Connie turned around, her face gradually calmed down from the initial excitement and resentment.

Then a sense of fear surged inside her, and her body stiffened.

When the ambulance arrived, the Dickens family doctor and Mrs.Dickens also happened to come back.

Seeing the scene in front of her, the old lady was scared out of her wits and rushed to Donald's side in panic.

"What happened?"

"What happened? Why is Donald in a coma? Why does he look so pale?"

The old lady burst into tears and screamed.

Christina's movements were very stiff.She and another nurse carefully carried Donald, her father onto the emergency stretcher trolley.Her grandmother rushed over and shook her, who kept asking about why and was about to cry.

Christina seemed to be unable to think at the moment and she did not speak.She just touched her father's rough palm and she could still feel the remaining temperature in her right hand, It was cold.

Betty's eyes were red and she tried to suppress her fear, but her words were trembling.

She held Mrs.Dickens's hand and kept muttering, "It's okay.Donald will be fine..."

"How could it be okay? Why is Donald bleeding from his nostrils? Why does he lock so painful? And he's still vomiting.What's wrong with him? He has already recovered previously.."

Mrs.Dickens cried and held Betty's hand tightly.

The two of them leaned against each other, feeling very uneasy.

Christina's face was a little cold.

herself to calm down, she said to Betty, "Stay at home and look after grandma.I'll

and did not dare

got into the ambulance, but she

you want to do? Do you really

still somewhat slow, she got pulled down from the ambulance

up and raised her head to scold

had already swiftly slammed the

nurses didn't care about the argument between the

life, which was a

of the ambulance sounded, making

ambulance in the

insisted

the car, their hearts

ambulance stopped at

follow the ambulance into the emergency passage of the hospital, so she could

emergency area of the hospital, she heard a doctor say anxiously, "It's

vomiting.Move his body and

pupils are dilated and he is unconscious.Immediately schedule

saw the pale Donald lying on the

felt that she was in an illusory state and felt that the hospital lights were too

That was impossible.

like this could not

situation was so serious but he didn't

don't do

dare to step forward.She was afraid that she would disturb the doctor and she was afraid that she would hear bad news if she took a small step

lots of images flashed

knew was that she did not want to hear the bad news of

whether Donald was her father, all these things didn't matter to her

their story to

her control, she hated the fact that she couldn't control it,

an instant, she

understand why she thought of Patrick at

her brain gave an order, her body had

took out her phone and

bit of

end, she only got a busy

side, the doctors and the nurses had already prepared an operating room and quickly

did not cry, She had been

panic as she watched

suddenly shouted at the man on the bed,

didn't die in

get her out of

tears, "Donald, did you hear me? Mary is not dead, she is not dead and

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