Outside the ward, Maurice grabbed Jonathan by the collar and pinned him to the wall.

He then threw a punch at his face, and knocked him to the floor.

Anger could be seen on Maurice’s face, and the veins on his temples looked like they were about to pop.

“How dare you come to me? Do you honestly believe that I won’t harm you?”

Just thinking that Jonathan hurt the woman he loved made Maurice wish that he could point a gun at this bastard’s face and blow his brains out.

It seemed that Jonathan expected that Maurice would lose his cool. Compared to the latter, he was able to stand as calmly as possible. He wiped away the blood dripping from the corner of his lips, disdaining Maurice.

Afterwards, he chuckled, albeit oddly.

Annoyed by the laughter, Maurice gave him another solid punch.

“What are you laughing at?” he asked.

“You know nothing!” Jonathan shouted back. “That day, I really thought for a moment that she had died.”

He soon drifted into quiet contemplation.

When he entered

like he was reliving

he lost his beloved Meg. All the days that came after that

white, lying unconscious on the shore of his

familiar face left him

“Meg!” he shouted.

stumbled towards her

when he saw that the woman wasn’t Meg, his heart

Jonathan was even more shocked to see the resemblance of this woman to

was soaked, and her face was abnormally ruddy due to the high favor; but no

face. While he was lost

all his heart and soul that his wife might one day return

saw Eliana, he felt like

that

asked the best doctor in the hospital to treat her. It was then that the doctor told him

up, she told Jonathan that her full name was Eliana

wasn’t White, and yet she looked a lot like Meg. He

that her mother, Ingrid, was the White family’s

information and he

a steady shoulder for her to lean on. He once told her that he could take

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