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One Hour Later, Samuel Noah Jackson entered the ward again, right on schedule.
Michelle Campbell had already sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, staring blankly at a certain spot in the room.
As he walked in, she slowly turned her head to glance at him. "Samuel, can I ask you a question?"
She had calmed down somewhat at this moment.
Hearing this, Samuel frowned, then walked to the bedside and stopped.
"Ask."
"Did we meet three years ago?" Michelle thought for a bit before suddenly asking him.
That man from three years ago should be him... but she wasn't entirely sure!
The ring at her home was probably the one that George Noah Jackson wanted to find.
Hearing her suddenly asking this question, Samuel wasn't surprised... she must have learned something from George.
"Yes!" He pursed his thin lips, then answered without any hesitation!
"It really is you..." Upon hearing his reply, Michelle was still somewhat shocked...
