"I'm recovering very well. You are always so surprised..." Snow Cecy held his big hand. "Terrence, proper exercise is also helpful for my recovery."
Terrence Edmin touched her cheek and held her in his arms: "After all, it's my lost baby's wife. I must take care of it carefully..."
Snow Cecy blushed at the casual love words.
She couldn't help thinking about what had happened in the past three months.
In the fire three months ago, when she was completely desperate and thought that she and Mike would die at the scene of the fire, Terrence Edmin's bodyguard appeared and rescued her mother and son from the scene of the fire house.
At that time, Snow Cecy was unconscious from the smoke.
When she woke up, she was already lying on the private plane to Switzerland, and she and Mike were still taking a drip.
At that moment, she thought she was already in heaven.
"Am I dead?" she asked slowly in a hoarse voice, looking at the strange environment and the pale space.
