Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 944

Chapter 944: Chapter 944 I Want to Get Married_1 Chapter 944: Chapter 944 I Want to Get Married_1 Purple Summers felt as if she were in a dream, or perhaps lost in an alternate world.

All around her was a gray fog, her consciousness sometimes murky, sometimes clear.

At times, she could hear Alexander Summers’s voice, and sometimes even see images, but most of the time she could hear nothing, see nothing.

Unable to find Alexander, she was filled with anxiety. Later, she finally realized she was trapped inside something.

Hunter Dalton had said that people are the best “soul artifacts,” and indeed, it was true.

—-People have eyes, ears, brains, and hearts; within their organs, the yin and yang poles exist, allowing the soul to fuse seamlessly.

But a doll has nothing, those seemingly beautiful large eyes are just plastic and glass.

A doll is just a vessel that looks rather beautiful, containing her soul.

Having understood this, her scattered thoughts finally recalled Mr. Ghost Hayes’s actions, and knowing that Alexander would find a way, she felt at ease.

But she also felt fear retrospectively. If Tiny hadn’t burst in suddenly at that time, would she truly not have survived?

Life is too precious.

And accidents are unforeseeable.

If she could come to life again, she was determined to do everything she wished to.

Really, she wouldn’t dawdle any longer.

Three days later, at dusk, Purple Summers finally woke up.

She opened her eyes, her vision gradually clearing, and turned her head slightly to see Alexander Summers by her side.

He was looking down, fiddling with a doll in his hands.

“Alexander Summers…” Purple called out his name, her voice weak and raspy.

Alexander was startled, and in two seconds of astonishment, he swiftly pressed the call button next to the hospital bed: “She’s awake! She’s awake!”

What followed was utter chaos.

Doctors and nurses all rushed in, and as soon as Christopher Simonson and Caitlin Carter heard the news, they hurried over.

After examining Purple, the doctor announced that she was out of danger and would only need a good recuperation.

Christopher was overjoyed, holding Purple’s hand, he said, “It’s okay now, everything’s okay…”

“Daddy…” Purple spoke, her voice very faint.

Christopher bent down, his voice gentle, “Purple, what do you want to say? I’m listening.”

Purple’s throat was dry, her tongue felt heavy; she tried hard to articulate clearly, word by word, “I… want… to get… married…”
Christopher was stunned.

He instinctively looked up at Alexander, “Purple, there’s no rush about marriage, you need to recuperate first…”

Purple was very weak; speaking each sentence seemed to require all her effort. She grabbed Christopher’s hand and said again: “I want… to get married… now… right away…”
This time, Alexander also heard her words.

“Okay, once you’re discharged, we’ll get married,” Alexander said.

Christopher looked incredulously at Alexander, holding back a flood of blame that he couldn’t voice!

He couldn’t break his daughter’s heart at this time!

He couldn’t tell his daughter now that her boyfriend had been neglecting her every day, preoccupied with playing dolls; who was he trying to show this deep affection to now?!

Despicable!

Perhaps sensing her husband’s tense expression, Caitlin Carter used a lot of effort to finally pull Christopher away from the bedside, leaving only Purple and Alexander to talk in the room.

Once they were alone, a vein throbbed at Christopher’s temple, he gritted his teeth, “They can’t get married! That man is clearly toying with Purple!”

Caitlin tried to console him, “As soon as Purple woke, she was concerned about him, which shows she is extremely fond of him; don’t hurt the child’s heart.”

“So we just let them get married?” Christopher was infuriated, “To stand by and watch him deceive Purple’s feelings?!”

Caitlin was also troubled; Alexander’s behavior over the past few days had been negligent and idle, far from a suitable match.

“Once Purple is a little better, we can try to persuade her gently,” Caitlin said, “Right now, the most important thing is for her to recover, without affecting her mood.”

After a moment of thought, Christopher nodded: “That’s all we can do for now.”