Chapter 219

Chapter 219 Remember My Name After the man sat down on the single sofa beside the bed, he said to Jennifer, “Since you’ve woken up, then live well instead of her.”

The ‘she’ he said, Jennifer didn’t know who he was referring to, and she winked at him in confusion, hoping he could speak more clearly.

But the man didn’t bother to explain too much to her, picked up the razor he had just left beside the bed, and lifted her head in his hands.

Just when Jennifer didn’t know what he was going to do, suddenly there was the sound of a razor buzzing overhead.

Jennifer was confused, is this man shaving her hair? Why did you shave her hair?

The man seemed to see the shocked look in her eyes, and he was very kind. He shaved while explaining: “The nurse said your hair is too long and it’s troublesome to wash. I thought about shaving it for you, which would save you trouble…”

Jennifer saw that the shaved hair was very short, and it seemed that it had been shaved not only once, but many times…

That is to say, when she didn’t wake up, she was always bald?!

Jennifer couldn’t accept that she was bald, and her expression collapsed in an instant.

She stared at the man who was shaving wildly on her head in front of her, wishing to kill him with her eyes.

But the man ignored the murderous look in her eyes, didn’t care at all, and focused on helping her shave her head…

After shaving, he even brought a mirror over to show her: “Is this hairstyle not bad?”

Seeing herself in the mirror, Jennifer rolled her eyes and almost fainted when he shaved down to only a handful of hair on the top of her head.

Seeing her reaction, the man suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, as if he had found some fun toy, which made him feel very happy.

He put down the mirror, leaned back on the sofa chair, raised his legs, and said with great interest:

“Jennifer, you are quite interesting.”

Jennifer froze for a moment. This man knew her name, which meant he knew her, but she had no impression of him. Who was he?

The man leaned forward slightly, staring closely at Jennifer’s face with those deep black eyes:

“Remember my name, my name is—”

He paused, and his thin lips parted again, and his clear and pleasant voice slowly entered Jennifer’s ears: “Zeden … Lenny.”

Zeden, Zeden? Jennifer scoured the name in her head, but still couldn’t remember anything.

She stared into his eyes, full of doubts, eager to know more information.

The man didn’t want to say anything more to her, so he got up and walked out.

Not long after he left, a blond female nurse came in.

While helping Jennifer clean up her body, she whispered several words in her ear.

It probably means that she is a miracle or something, and the rest didn’t say much, and left after cleaning up.

After she left, Jennifer rolled her eyes to look at the decoration in the room, which was in a simple French style.

She should not be in Boston anymore, but I don’t know which country this is, and where exactly?

From what George said, she seemed to be in a deep coma, and she didn’t know how many years she had been in a coma?

Also, if she’s been in a coma for years, why didn’t Carley and Hill come to her?

Did they know that she was here for treatment, so they felt at ease and didn’t bother her?

Jennifer closed her eyes and fell asleep in a daze with a stomach full of doubts.

In my sleep, I saw Hill sitting under the shade of a tree reading a book again, the sun shining on his body, giving off a soft light.

She walked in from outside the campus, trying to trot towards him, but saw him suddenly kneeling in front of the grave, pointing a gun at his head.

The moment he pressed it, a slender figure rushed over and kicked the gun over in his hand…

The moment the bullet was fired, it hit the tombstone with a bang, and the birds around were scared away…

Jennifer woke up from this dream, and before she had time to think about what the dream meant, she felt someone lying on top of her.

To be precise, it was lying in the direction of her heart, as if listening to it, or feeling it’s beating….

Jennifer lowered her eyelashes and looked at the person lying on top of her.

From this direction, only a thick head of hair can be seen.

She didn’t know what he wanted to do, and she couldn’t move, so she could only stare at him…

He seemed to sigh softly, and murmured weakly: “Why can’t you wait for me…”

His voice is sad, as if the loss of the most important person has left him stuck in the past.

Jennifer probably understands now that her heart has been replaced, it should be the heart of Zeden’s lover.

No wonder he would tell her during the day that since he woke up, he would live well instead of her. It turned out that he wanted her to live instead of his lover.

Zeden lay on top of her, felt her heart beating faster than when he was asleep just now, and guessed that she was awake.

He raised his head slightly, and the moment he looked at her at close range, a hint of hostility suddenly appeared in his dark and deep eyes.

He seemed very reluctant for her to wake up, looking into her eyes, as cold as he wanted.

Almost without any hesitation, he picked up the euthanasia injection and approached Jennifer slowly: “I don’t like you opening your eyes, I’d better kill you…”

Jennifer: …

She could now tell that Zeden was somewhat schizophrenic.

14:55 She calmed down and looked at him quietly. She had already but she was not afraid of death.

He seemed to realize that she wasn’t afraid, he paused slightly while holding the hand on her arm, and then looked at her for a moment.

Not knowing what he was struggling with, he suddenly put down the injection in his hand again, and sighed deeply: “Forget it, at least her heart is still there.”

Jennifer blinked, wanting to ask him, what kind of relationship does she have with him?

And she couldn’t find the heart she had been looking for so long, why did a heart suddenly appear when she died?

Zeden seemed to see the doubt in her eyes, put down the injection, sat up straight, leaned on the back of the sofa chair, and looked at her with his head propped on one hand.

“Do you want to know why you’re still alive?”

Jennifer really wanted to reply to him, but she had been in a coma for a long time, and her body functions hadn’t recovered so quickly, so she could only make ahhh noises for the time being.

Thinking of Zeden saying that her voice was ugly, she was very tactful and didn’t make that sound again, just blinked her eyes in response.

“The person who saved you ended his life early when he learned that you were about to die from heart failure.”

“I honor her last wish to replace you when you were cremated and to transplant her heart into your body.”

“George said that even with a heart transplant, you may not survive. I didn’t expect you to survive…”

“It’s just…you came back to life, but she replaced you, forever, lying in the cold cemetery…”

When he said this, his eyes dimmed, and his whole body was shrouded in sadness.

Jennifer was confused, she blinked her eyes and signaled Zeden to continue.

But he didn’t speak again, his eyes moved to the direction of her heart, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

“Have you ever loved someone?”

He suddenly changed the subject and asked such a strange question, which made Jennifer also fall silent, with a gloomy look on her face.

There used to be, but from the moment he asked Ginny to answer her phone before she died, she completely gave up…

“Is that the man named Hill?”

Jennifer was surprised, Zeden knew about Hill?

Zeden let go of his head, sat up straight and looked at her.

“I tell you the sad news that he thought you were dead and shot himself in front of your grave.”

Jennifer froze, dilated pupils, staring at Zeden in disbelief, as if trying to tell real from fake on his face.

Seeing that she didn’t believe it, Zeden took out his mobile phone, opened a news story from two years ago, and handed it to her eyes…

Shocked to hear that Jean, the president of Smith, shot himself in the cemetery!