Chapter 641


    Chapter 641


    Earl asked Arden to withdraw his men in front of Adina.


    After Adina heard his words, her strength seemed to leave her. Her legs went weak, and she leaned on


    the bed.


    She looked at her palms nkly and started to cry all of a sudden.


    “I’m sorry, Duke.”


    Earl‘s heart seemed to seize up.


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    He put his phone back into his pocket, walked up to the bed, and whispered, “Stop thinking about it.


    Just rest well.”


    “I’m sorry…” Adina grabbed the hem of his shirt and spoke in a hoarse voice. “That night four years


    ago, I thought that George and Harold died, so I‘ve always been overly suspicious. I went to the


    hospital for treatment, and the doctor said I suffered from persecution mania. He even said that I had


    severe depression.”


    She chuckled in resignation. “When I found out that the kids were still alive a few months ago, I thought


    I had recovered. Unexpectedly… Sorry, it‘s my fault. My persecution mania made me send the kids


    abroad. I‘m really sorry… Duke, you can bring the kids back at any time. I don‘t mind…”


    softened her attitude, and it made Earl


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    you suppress the news online? I‘m afraid that the kids will worry


    Earl calmly nodded.


    in and gave Adina another infusion. Adinay back on the pillow and fell asleep


    not leave. He sat in the ward and handled piles of documents.


    but keep looking at the bedridden


    felt haunted because he actually cared about his sister–inw so


    brother was


    “Baby… My babies…”


    and her voice


    Earl walked over, held her hand, and whispered, “It‘s alright. You‘re alright.”


    “No! My babies! Don‘t hurt my babies!”


    Adina kept repeating the same thing while she had a pained and twisted expression. She was


    drenched in sweat, but she could not wake up.


    She was tortured repeatedly in her dreams.


    “Addy, wake up. Don‘t sleep. Wake up…”


    Earl called out to her patiently, but she could not open her eyes at all. It was as if she was entangled by


    the nightmare.


    At this time, a doctor walked in.


    “Mr. Winters, it‘s best not to wake the patient up in this situation.” The doctor looked serious as he said,


    “If her nightmares ur frequently, it‘s very likely that something‘s bothering her very much. She needs


    the intervention of a psychiatrist so that she can return to normal.”


    “Get a psychiatrist to examine her tomorrow,” Earl said with a sullen face.