Trap me in your love

Her mother's death?

Half-sister?

Jasmine was stunned and felt even a little flustered and at a loss.

Was that all the memories she had lost?

"Jessie, please! I beg you. We have lived together for more than ten years. You can beat me or scold me. I just want you to help Ellie."

Looking at Jessie's expressionless face, Ivy begged in a low voice.

She had advanced lung cancer, and the doctor had diagnosed that she couldn't live more than three months. If it weren't for the fact that she was worried about her only daughter, she wouldn't have asked the prison guard to find Sharon, because she knew that Jessie would never come to see her.

Mark held Jessie's shoulder tightly and said, "Are you okay? If you don't feel well, we can leave first." Then he held her up and was about to leave.

"No, don't go." All of a sudden, Ivy stood up and rushed Jessie her. She grabbed Jessie's hand. Startled, Jessie let out a scream. Then, Mark immediately stepped forward to protect her and separated them from each other. The prison guards stepped forward to suppress Ivy and clasped her hands behind her back.

Mark said angrily, "Ivy, have you forgotten what I said just now? You have said what you want to say. As for what to do, it's our business. If you could think of what would happen today, you shouldn't have done that! Since you have done it, you have to bear all the consequences. Honey, let's go."

After Mark and Jessie were out of sight, Ivy burst into tears. She collapsed to the ground in despair and shouted, "Jessie, it was all my fault. You only have Ellie as your family in the world. Please! Please..."

Ivy's voice echoed in Jessie's ears like a magic spell. No matter how hard she tried to forget about it, it was like being imprinted in her mind and could not be erased.

"Don't think too much. If you are tired, just sleep for a while."

Jasmine lowered her head and didn't say anything. She felt like she was put in a heavy haze, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

just wanted her to know some people

the family environment she grew up in, and what

not as strong and invincible as she used to be. Now she was like a newborn baby, being taken care of and protected. She was not strong enough to accept so many past

stepped on the accelerator. He couldn't let her

was running on the crowded road.

scratching her fingers. From this little movement, Mark could tell

me that his parents and mine were all died in a car accident. We were brought up

had to choose to believe Ivy or

might make up a lie to

it was too hard to

family of three, but a distorted family of

two daughters and two wives lived together, and her mother was killed by the mistress...

"If that's the truth, I'd

at the roadside, Mark reached out his hand and held her in his arms. This was only a small part of her memory. In addition to her mother, there was also

comforted her. His eyes were

the past, would she leave

became so painful, would he be happy?

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painful, don't think about it anymore. Just forget it. Life will always go on. Memory is not

and looked at him blankly.

loved so much, God knew how painful his

her go, but he had

me for the last