Give Me Your Life, My Beloved Wife

over from a distance. He finally felt the aura of th

middle-aged man beside him. He just

alked forward, opened the password on the glass do

t Alice, whom he hadn't seen for three months, was now lying in a glass cover, her long flaxen hair hanging loose, like an angel wear

his arms every morning and wait for him to wake up, was now lyi

e explain miss Ali

rdered the middle-aged Dean

g made the dean and the nurse

lic

the glass bed and called the woman

, the pain in his heart made his eyes

y, Alice had been pregnant f

was hi

the glass cover, sliding down,

ds and looked at the man's sad face through the clear glass. A line of tears fell from the

ce? Tell me, who

h his trembling hands. After the glass cabinet was opened

ly!" Alice Brown's voice sounded distant, as if

know

said in a tre

... The porc

her dress with difficulty, holding a crumpled photo

o in Alice Brown's hand. Without looking at it, he said, "Ali

een the end of the killer. Lyman, my wish is fu

eep

et out sharp sounds. Alice Brown quietly closed her beautif

u?" Lyman Smith looked at the girl

own and held Alice Brown's thin and cold body.

n't leave... he said h

lic

and cried out uncontrollably. The porcelain doll he had finally f

rry, dispersed the doctors and nurses who were wa

ward was nothing more than burning money for the super rich to continue the lif

k thought that even if Lyman Smith could save the fortune in the

d out of the ward with the crumpled photo in his h

She can't take it down anyway!" S

t everything abo

e around this woman who have anythin