"Why didn't you follow them?"
"No, I want to see Gwyn. I can't leave." Mary didn't know the current situation, but she knew that she had to see Gwyn.
"But you can't see him anymore, so you should leave."
The angel was somewhat moved. There were people with excessive attachments wandering in this place. However, no one was as obsessed as Mary, who still had a trace of consciousness even after death.
"No, I can't leave. Why won't Gwyn see me? He never visited me. I've been in prison for so many years. Why didn't he visit me?"
Mary's voice became softer. Thinking of the grievances she had suffered in prison and the fact that Gwyn had not come, her heart ached as if it had been torn apart.
"Because he can't go." The angel was expressionless.
"Why? Why can't he go? Could it be ..."
"Because he died a long time ago."
The angel waved her hand in front of Mary, and she immediately saw a row of tombstones, and one of them had the name 'Gwyn' engraved on them. He had passed away three years ago.
Looking over again, it wasn't just Gwyn's name, there were also other members of the Miller family. Everyone was buried there, and it was only a few months after he went to prison.
"No, this, this can't be true! No!"
Mary covered her head in agony. No wonder Gwyn never visited her, no one from the Miller family came to see her, and no one helped her when she was abused in prison. It was because the person who cared for her had long passed away.
"No, I want revenge. I can't let them off so easily. I can't!"
Mary emitted a dazzling light that even made the angel unable to open her eyes.
Suddenly, a sigh was heard from the sky, sounding both helpless and somewhat sympathetic.
"As you wish."
...
"Cough cough cough…"
Mary felt a bone-chilling coldness.
It was raining heavily. She hid in a corner of an abandoned factory. The rain was too heavy, and the roof of the factory was already dilapidated. Even if she was hiding from the rain, she was still drenched.
She slowly opened her eyes and was a little confused when she saw the scene in front of her.
She reached out to grab the cover beside her to keep the rain out, but she was suddenly stunned.
Mary repeatedly stretched out her hand. For a moment, she felt that her eyes were playing tricks on her. Her hand was actually intact. Not only were there no wounds, but even the missing fingers had returned.
She covered one of her eyes with her trembling hand. She could see! Her eyes could actually see it! Mary was about to stand up when she was hit by the shelf above her head. Pain instantly spread throughout her body.
Although she was in tears, Mary wasn't sad at all. She was still alive and well!
Looking at her surroundings and thinking about it carefully, she finally understood.
She was reborn, finding herself back on the night before her intended elopement with Bob.
Mary remembered that when she ran away from home, Mrs. Miller chased after her regardless of her illness. A few days later, she got into a car accident. The car accident was caused by Bob's family.
Mary wiped away the rain and tears on her face and smiled.
Fortunately, she had returned, and everything was still within reach!
Mary still remembered that she had a big fight with Gwyn because of Bob and ran out of the house in anger.
In the end, it was Bob who found her and planned an elopement.
This elopement was not only the beginning of her pain but also the beginning of the Miller family's tragedy.
Thinking that Gwyn must be worried at home, Mary gritted her teeth and stood up, taking slow and steady steps in the direction she recalled.
The rain was pouring, and her vision was blurry. There were no taxis on the streets in such heavy rain, and people were rushing home.
Mary hugged her arms. She felt a little cold, but she didn't stop.
She walked relentlessly for a long time, to the point of exhaustion, until she finally passed out.
Standing in front of Miller's villa, she finally smiled. "I'm back."
Then, she collapsed to the ground.
The sunlight was blinding. Mary frowned and gently raised her hand.
However, she realized that someone was holding her hand tightly. She opened her eyes with some difficulty and saw Gwyn's side profile.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and there were still dark circles under his eyes. It was evident with just one glance that he had not slept well the entire night.
When she saw Gwyn again, Mary's eyes welled up with tears. Thinking about how she had finally returned to this man's side after going through so much hardship, she felt that everything was worth it.
Before she could touch the man's eyes, Gwyn suddenly woke up.
"You're awake? Are you feeling unwell? I'll call the doctor."
The man's eyes were filled with concern, his face was filled with panic, and his hands were trembling.
Mary held his hand tightly, holding back her tears.
"Gwyn." Her voice was very soft, and there was a hint of whimper.
"Yes, yes, I'm here." Gwyn held her hand gently, his eyes filled with panic.
"I'm finally home." Mary smiled, a genuine smile from the bottom of her heart.
Yes, she was back.