Ralph knew that he couldn't reason with her, so he could only listen to what she said.
Hannah had grown up in an odd environment. She was different from the average person. Ever since she was a child, she had grown up in a distorted environment where she was forced to have no friends, no classmates, and no family around her. To her, being isolated on an island was no big deal.
After so many years, she finally had a taste of what it felt like to have a relationship with someone, and that someone was Ralph. She was not going to let him go.
To her, he was the only thing that she could hold onto. She used to be a piece of driftwood floating in the ocean. Now, once she managed to hop onto a small boat, she was desperately holding onto it. Otherwise, she might be lost again in the bottomless abyss. She might not be able to go ashore again.
This paranoia of hers was starting to suffocate Ralph.
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Margaret was hospitalized.
She was getting on with age. After getting stimulated one after the other, her body couldn't take it anymore. No visitors were allowed in her ward other than the full-time nurse, her servants, and Celine, who took care of her every day.
Alexander was occupied with work and could only visit Margaret occasionally. She did not want to bother Lily, who was pregnant, to come and visit her, but Lily would drop by nonetheless.
This afternoon, the warm sun shone into the ward. Margaret squinted, feeling a little drowsy. Then, she vaguely heard the ward's door open and turned to it
The dazzling sunlight made it hard to see who was at the door, but she could roughly make out the figure standing there.
Her heart trembled as she called out, "Ralph?"
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