Chapter 51 Beautiful Future

No, it was completely wrong.
Although Sandra got the wounds at the chest, but both of them had no burning trace. And he woke up at her bedside, not in his sickbed.
The ward was also oddly familiar.
He couldn't restrain the curiosity that was making him shivering, and asked softly.
"How did you get injured?"
Sandra was surprised.
"Sir, are you okay?" We got attacked on our wedding ceremony.
His mind was completed exploding.
He was reborn!
Rebirth exactly after Sandra killed Jon, before everything else happened afterwards.
God blessed them!
Clinton burst into laughter, but tears came into his ears.
He turned away immediately to break the eye contacts. According to memory, he found the ring in the bag and put in on her finger seriously.
"Nothing, we didn't exchange the rings yet because of his sabotage in the ceremony. Now we should do it. Remember to wear it always. You can only be mine, remember?"
Sandra gazed at the ring for a quite a while, completely out of her mind, and her eyes were tearing up.
It was like in a dream.
"Sir..."
"Call my name."
"But..."
"No but, it's an order."
Sandra felt he was different, but she dared not to disobey and tried to open her mouth to do accordingly. There was a knock at the door.
Clinton was annoyed and turned his head.
"Fuck off!"
But the knock continued till Clinton opened the door, unpleasantly.
An anxious voice sounded immediately outside of the door.
"Sir, we went to destroy the Wilson's as ordered but to find... to find..."
" What did you find?"
"We found Charlize who was not dead, but in the custody in their basement."
Charlize was alive?
Sandra was shocked for a while and then gripped the blanket in bitter smile.
Such a great dream but it was too short so that she had to wake up immediately.
She thought after marriage they would be together day and night, so that one day he would fall in love with her.
However, Charlize was back.
It would return to before between them.
Sandra buried her head in the blanket out of angry, including her body, in order not to hear his steps further and further away.
But, to her surprise, his voice sounded again, calm as if he was talking about good weather.
"Send her away. Don't let her come back anymore."
Sandra was shocked.
It was Charlize, his beloved one he had been thinking of in the past 3 years.
She was alive? Shouldn't he be ecstasy about it? Why didn't he want to meet her, but send her say instead?
Before she came back to her senses, she was carried out of the blanket.
Shockingly, she looked at him, stammering.
"Sir... why didn't you..."
Clinton stopped her out of grudge.
"Call me by my name."
"Er... C...Clinton. "But why..."
"What do you want to know?"
Sandra nodded honestly.
Clinton got closer with his narrowed eyes on her, said slowly.
"Very simple, because I am in love with someone else."
The woman's eye dimmed suddenly.
What was she thinking?
"... So stupid."
He murmured and lowered his head to kiss her lips immediately before she came back from her gloom.
Boom! It was like a firework firing up in her mind.
The man's lips were soft and dancing with her tongues, a bit overbearing as if to embezzle her entirely.
Sandra opened her eyes and took all passively.
After a long while he left her lips and went deep to her neck.
"Now, you know whom I am in love with, do you?"
Sandra got a bit shivering all over her body, which was completely out of her control.
Did he confess to her a second ago?
Suddenly, she felt some liquid falling onto her collar bones.
Was he sobbing?
She was unsettled to look at him. But she was fixed by force, motionless.
She could only pat his back again and again, tried to console him.
"C...Clinton, why are you crying?"
"I had a dream. I saw our future in it."
"What kind of future?"
Clinton was silent, sadness around him.
She didn't urge him considerately.
After quite a while, Sandra heard him to say word by word as if he was making a promise.
"It is a very beautiful future, where we lived to 80, waiting for our next destiny in bed hand in hand, and we are together in our next life, and the life after next... "
"Sandra, I love you."