Our Love Destiny

Chapter 130

"Miss you can't stay here, this isn't where you should be and you should be right back"

"But Mom, I want to stay here, please let me stay with you and take care of my son" said Michael, who is still determined by his stance

"Nuan listen carefully, son, I don't mean to forbid you to stay here, just it's not the time yet, let's see there (pointing back to Michael) he still needs you and a lot more of those who still need you and you can't just walk away"

Michael turned to look back at the direction pointed by the mother, he also saw the husband who is currently crying while grasping tightly his hands, Instantly Michael raised one of his own hands and realized that he felt a soft touch from that hand and the warmth of the tears that soaked him

His gaze was doubtful and indecisive towards what was before him, but once again the mother tried to convince him that he would return immediately

"Master believe me, your son is destined to leave early and God has prepared the best future for you and your husband, come back and let your husband not be sad"

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haru's atmosphere in the room and only a faint sobbing sounded from a man who was currently tightly hugging his wife's arm,

Despite the tears that flowed, Erfan did not give up on talking to his wife with passion and great hope, hoping that there would be a miracle that could make Michael wake up again

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On the other side

Madam Rongrong could only surrender with tears that she could not bear, her body that had begun to weaken without any sense of eagerness to pass through the path of her life

The sound of one's footsteps slowly approaching and getting closer towards her, Miss Rongrong could feel the sound of the footsteps had stopped right before her

The smell of perfume that is so pungent and able to beat the stench of garbage around him, madam Rongrong could feel the fragrance was very familiar even though she could not see it because of the face covered with black cloth, which she had, but he could tell very clearly that the fragrance of the perfume belonged to Mr. AZhein

A burly hand that without further ado directly gripped tightly on both cheeks of Madame Rongrong so as to make her grimace endure the pain

"Tell me what you want to say now and don't waste my time because right now I'm kind to you, and let's just say I'm giving you one last chance to make your last wish come true" the flat word of a middle-aged man was none other than Mr. AZhein

Mrs Rongrong did not answer a word, she could only close her eyes in a state of heart that felt sore and tight and head that did not even get fresh air (closed)

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