Chapter 102: Chapter 102
When she went out, she coincidentally encountered Lucy coming in, "Mom, where are you going?"
"Your grandmother asked me to go to her house to get something."
"Shall I come with you?"
"No need, just keep your grandmother company and chat."
She chatted with the old lady for about forty minutes, then Liora returned.
She held a rectangular wooden box in her hands, the box was large and couldn’t be held with one hand, it required both hands.
Facing Lucy’s question, the old lady smiled, "Once I open it, you’ll know."
She took it from her daughter’s hands and placed it on her lap.
Finding the opening location, she lifted the lid of the box.
Inside, there was a white glass bottle.
The bottle contained a colorless liquid.
Although not knowing what her grandmother intended to do, Lucy did as instructed.
She brought over a blade used for trimming eyebrows.
The old lady opened the bottle’s mouth, and amidst the exclamations of the mother and daughter, she calmly cut her left wrist with the blade.
"Don’t make such a fuss, I know what I’m doing, I won’t cut an artery."
Upon hearing her say this, both Lucy and Liora grew slightly more at ease.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
The old lady put the wounded part of her wrist onto the bottle mouth, the crimson blood slowly flowed into the bottle.
Soon, the colorless liquid turned red.
Looking at the bottle she said, "This year is Lucy’s benmingnian, her situation is quite special, blessings and disasters coexist, surrounded by villains, a slight misstep could land her in dire straits, though her husband and son-in-law are powerful, they too face circumstances beyond their control. This colorless and tasteless liquid is made from Heavenly Ganoderma mixed with other herbs, my blood infused in it won’t generate any scent of blood, having Lucy drink it will be particularly beneficial."
"Grandmother..." Lucy’s eyes welled up, surprised that she who had been unloved since childhood not only found her birth parents but also received her grandmother’s affection, someone who cared so much for her.
"Let me bandage your wound first, then I’ll drink it." She turned and went out to get the medicine box.
After bandaging her grandmother’s wound, even though she couldn’t understand precisely how drinking from that bottle would be particularly beneficial, she drank it all in one gulp.
The taste was peculiar, but indeed lacked any hint of a bloody scent.
Seeing her drink it, the old lady smiled knowingly, "Soon, you’ll feel sleepy, go to the bedroom and have a good sleep."
Lucy nodded obediently and returned to the bedroom.
Sure enough, as soon as she reached the bed, her eyes began to feel heavy.
She lay down, her head touched the pillow, and she fell asleep.
Though asleep, her mind seemed to be in a separate space, extremely clear.
Many past scenes unfolded in her dream.
Lastly, it was the scene where she collapsed in the cellar, the blood at her temple flowing onto her face, her hair, and the ground.
Layering a shade of red.
Her past life’s conclusion was set in the winter she was 29.
That was the sixth year after she married Jacob.
She died in the cellar of Blossom Haven.
If the world didn’t change, just merely lacked her,
but followed the path of its past development, how would those she knew turn out?
Mia Townsend would be killed by her biological father with an axe, even earlier than her death.
Jacob would believe Grace Hughes, thinking she murdered Stellan Quinn and subsequently committed suicide out of fear, making Grace Hughes the biggest winner.
Would she gradually win over Jacob’s heart?
Would Jacob ever learn the truth one day?
Probably not. How would Grace Hughes give him the chance to know?
To his wife, he would be resentful yet hateful.
Believing she killed the woman he loved, he would probably have long wished he had divorced her sooner.
Ever since that night six years ago when they were together, he was convinced she harbored ulterior motives and calculated against him, which assured that her nightmare was ongoing, yet she was oblivious, until she paid the heavy price.
If it were still the past life, she would never be with him again.
Precisely because there was no misunderstanding from the start in this lifetime, she was willing to give him a chance, because in her eyes, this was a brand new version of him.
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A particularly blurred figure of a man stood in front of her speaking, a noble yet gentle voice reaching her ears.
"In my heart, status falls far behind you."
"One day, I will take you away from here, to any place you wish to go."
"We will have two children, one like you, one like me, accompany each other throughout life."
"You promised never to leave me, why is your word so untrustworthy?!"
"It’s my fault for not fulfilling my promise to you, it’s my incapability, I want to abandon everything and leave with you, but I cannot."
"I curse myself to be married to you for eternity."
She very much wanted to see his face clearly, yet she couldn’t.
Lucy went absolutely mad in the dream.
She desperately wanted to disperse the blur and fog before her eyes but couldn’t manage it.
In such a state, she opened her eyes.
The man’s voice in her ears faded away, replaced by the sound of rain outside.
Lucy’s gaze shifted from the ceiling to outside the window, surprisingly finding her vision had drastically improved.
It’s just like the difference between a five-diopter nearsighted person wearing glasses and not wearing them.
Though her eyes were originally normal, now as she gazed out the window, she could almost ascertain her vision had at least doubled compared to before.
Lucy sat up and was about to put on her shoes, when she suddenly realized something was odd.
Specifically, what was odd, she concluded by moving her body casually with her feet on the carpet.
As if someone who originally weighed two hundred pounds suddenly slimmed down to a hundred.
This made her feel exceptionally good.
"Mrs. Green, you can really sleep."
Seeing Jacob enter and say such words, Lucy retorted, "It’s merely a nap, how is that considered sleeping?"
"A nap?" He shook his head, "Nope, you’ve been sleeping since yesterday until now."
"How is that possible?" Lucy picked up her phone to check the date.
"How did I sleep so long? Did I really sleep for over twenty hours?"
"Indeed. If grandmother hadn’t said you were fine, I was thinking of taking you to the hospital."
Lucy hurriedly ran downstairs, and Jacob hastily shouted, "What are you running for?"
"I’m going to check on grandmother." She ran as she replied, and in a blink, she was gone.
Jacob also followed downstairs, muttering, "Running faster than a rabbit."
When Lucy arrived at the guest room, Liora and Jackson were sitting by the bed keeping the old lady company.
Upon seeing her come, the old lady softly asked, "Any different feelings?"